Chasing His Runaway Wife

Chapter 58

After some time, Malcolm slowly opened his eyes. He tugged his collar and was about to get up and go

to the balcony to get some fresh air.

Suddenly, the sound of running water stopped, and the bathroom door opened.

The room was filled with warm steam. It carried the fragrance of the shower gel and made people feel

slightly hot..

Tabitha came out wiping her hair, dressed in a dark blue nightgown.

“I’m done. Do you want to take a shower?” she asked.

Her voice was very light and carried a nonchalant distance. Malcolm finally sobered up. His gaze was

slightly somber as he replied, “Okay.”

Malcolm entered the bathroom. In the confined space, there was a fragrance that didn’t belong to the

shower gel that permeated every corner along with the steam.

Malcolm frowned and sped up his actions. Soon, he had finished the shower.

Tabitha was still blow–drying her hair outside. When she saw Malcolm coming out, she paused for a

moment.

It had been over two years since their marriage, yet it was the first time she had seen Malcolm right

after showering.

His damp, blond hair half–covered his features, adding a bit of an enigmatic air to his already refined

appearance.

Tabitha looked away with a glance. She turned up the temperature on the

hair dryer and quickly dried her hair. Then she grabbed a blanket and headed for the couch.

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Malcolm could guess her intention and was amused by her actions. He patted the bed and said, “Come

over here.”

Tabitha felt her heart shrink for no reason at his words and quickly laid out the blanket.

“I’m going to sleep on the couch tonight,” she declared.

Malcolm’s face became slightly unpleasant. He emphasized, “Come and sleep here.”

Tabitha was a little annoyed. She said in response, “Malcolm, I have cooperated with you to put on an

act in front of Grandpa Alaric. But now that the door is closed, who are you performing for?”

“You sleep on the bed, and I’ll sleep on the couch,” Malcolm said. He sighed helplessly as he saw her

get defensive again.

Tabitha’s anger immediately dissipated, and she didn’t know what to say.

She wondered, ‘Why Malcolm’s attitude toward me changed drastically after he returned from his

business trip.

When he saw her suspicious face, Malcolm smiled and said, “I won’t let a pregnant woman sleep on

the couch.”

When Tabitha heard the word “pregnant“, her gaze immediately darkened.

She found the situation absurd. Malcolm had always insisted that her child. was illegitimate, but now he

was accommodating her because of the baby.

Tabitha suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, walked over to the bed, pulled back the covers,

and snuggled into the sheets.

She was pregnant and needed to take good care of herself; sleeping in the bed was indeed more

appropriate.

Malcolm watched her settle under the covers before turning off the lights.

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His eyesight was temporarily deprived, causing his hearing and other senses to suddenly become clear

and sensitive.

The faint fragrance in the room invaded his senses, making it impossible to ignore.

Malcolm let out a light exhale and tried to distract himself with other topics of conversation.

“How did you know Emmanuel?” he asked Tabitha.

Tabitha didn’t have a deep impression of Emmanuel, and she replied, “He came to visit Grandpa Alaric

today and happened to help me find the mischievous Pipsqueak that was flying around.”

She didn’t regard Emmanuel much, despite his gentle smile and friendly demeanor.

She just subconsciously didn’t like him.

Malcolm remained silent for a few seconds before continuing, “Emmanuel wasn’t as harmless as he

appeared. You should stay away from him.”

Tabitha felt a bit annoyed by his lecturing tone but decided not to argue with him any further.

After all, Emmanuel wasn’t significant enough to be the subject of an argument.

Tabitha hummed in acknowledgment and slowly turned around.

Soon, the entire bedroom was silent.

Malcolm was subtly stirred by the delicate fragrance that belonged to Tabitha.

Malcolm slowly opened his eyes and glanced toward the bed, where a faint blue night light illuminated

a petite silhouette.

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He didn’t mind the fragrance or the proximity of being in the room together.

Malcolm had been feeling tired from his recent business trip. He had trouble falling asleep at night after

learning the truth.

But tonight, he was quickly embraced by the slumber, as if a suspended worry had finally found its rest,

freeing him from all weariness.

The gray sky gradually brightened.

When Tabitha opened her eyes, Malcolm was already standing in front of the mirror and tidying up his

appearance.

He was strikingly handsome, tall, and impeccably built. His hair was perfectly styled, and he was

adjusting his sleeve with a slight head tilt at that moment.

The sun shone through the curtains, bathing his side profile in a soft glow.

He looked noble, yet aloof.

Tabitha lowered her gaze and averted her eyes.

That was the way Malcolm usually looked. He was cold and indifferent. He remained unfazed even

when she acted like a moth to a flame.

Only now did she realize the truth, which should have been evident from the outset of her marriage.

Malcolm finished tidying up his clothes and looked at Tabitha. “Are you awake?” he asked.