Chasing His Runaway Wife

Chapter 88

Emmanuel suddenly felt a little at a loss. Twelve years ago, when he was held down by John’s gang

and had his little finger chopped off, he was not in such a panic.

He asked, “How can I help you?”

“Go to the hospital! Find a doctor…” Tabitha’s mind was in a haze. She felt as if someone was using a

knife to stab her stomach, with the pain seeping into her bones.

She grasped Emmanuel’s arm tightly, but Malcolm’s face appeared in her mind. His expression was

cold, with the corners of his mouth forever set in a grim line. A mocking smile would play on his lips

whenever he looked at her.

That was more hurtful than any malicious words.

Emmanuel rarely displayed emotions. Yet, he felt as if his heart had been struck and ached when he

saw Tabitha appearing to be on the verge of dying.

That feeling was more painful than the wound on his waist.

Emmanuel let Tabitha clutch his arm and whispered, “You must hold on!”

Suddenly, a thud of the main gate being heavily struck came from outside. Emmanuel’s expression lit

up, and he yelled, “Did you hear that? Someone’s here to rescue us! Don’t fall asleep.”

Tabitha pressed her stomach tightly, and her gaze was unfocused as she looked at him, as if not

understanding what he was saying.

All she knew was that her stomach hurt a lot, and she might not be able to keep her baby.

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At the thought of that, tears suddenly rolled down Tabitha’s face uncontrollably.

Tabitha cried, “Is my child… not going to make it?”

When Emmanuel heard Tabitha’s murmured crying, his heart ached.

At that moment, he finally admitted he was too despicable.

He truly was Jayden’s son, just as dirty and shameless as him!

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The living room’s wooden door was sturdy. The few bodyguards outside could not force it open despite

a few attempts. Malcolm impatiently urged, “Move aside!”

Without waiting for the bodyguards attempting to break down the door to disperse, Malcolm lifted his

foot and kicked the door with all his strength.

He was very anxious, adopting a completely disregarding attitude. He kicked open the heavy wooden

door after a few times.

The fire shot out after the door opened. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

He shouted, “Bring the wet blanket over!”

Saul quickly handed over the prepared wet blanket and expressed his concern, “Mr. Sinclair, let us go

in and find them.”

Malcolm had no time to talk. He swiftly wrapped himself in the wet blanket and dashed into the sea of

fire without hesitation.

The fire was so intense that Malcolm could not see the situation inside clearly. He shouted, “Tabitha!

Are you in there?”

Emmanuel heard someone calling for Tabitha and quickly answered, “We’re here!”

Malcolm rushed into the restroom, and his pupils instantly contracted

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upon seeing Tabitha covered in blood.

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Malcolm quickly wrapped the wet blanket around Tabitha and suppressed his surging anger and panic.

He bent down to carry her, turned around, and rushed out.

When they came out, there were several burns on Malcolm’s skin. Saul hurriedly approached and

uttered, “Mr. Sinclair, you’re injured. Let us take care of Mrs. Sinclair!”

Malcolm did not respond to him. He threw away the wet blanket, picked up Tabitha again, and ran to

the exit.

Saul left a few men to deal with the aftermath and hurriedly followed behind Malcolm.

The old housing building had no elevator, so Malcolm had to carry Tabitha down the stairs.

Malcolm sprinted, with the only thought being to go faster and faster. He could not let anything happen

to Tabitha.

Emmanuel pressed down on the wound around his waist, followed them, and ran downstairs.

Tabitha kept bleeding, and her blood dripped along the way.

His wound was also bleeding, but he did not dare to stop.

The fire door opened automatically. A door was blocking in front, so Malcolm directly slammed onto it

with his shoulder as if he could not feel the pain. He mustered all his strength to open the door and

quickly ran to

the next floor,

They finally reached the ground floor after crashing open countless doors. Malcolm carefully placed

Tabitha in the back seat of the car.

Saul had already seated in the driver’s seat ahead of him. Seeing Malcolm

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get into the car, the former immediately started the car without waiting for the latter’s instructions.

Emmanuel descended a moment later and could only watch the car sped away. He collapsed to the

ground, feeling utterly drained.

The bodyguards also caught up and helped him into another car.

Malcolm was completely oblivious to the scene behind him. He held onto Tabitha and did not dare exert

too much force, afraid of causing her more harm.

She was covered in blood, and her complexion was abnormally pale. Her fragile state made him find it

difficult to breathe.

That indescribable emotion surged through him again like a tumultuous wave washing over every inch

of his body.

Malcolm reached out and gently pressed against Tabitha’s injured neck, letting her lean against his

chest.

“Did you call for the ambulance?” Despite trying to maintain composure, his voice trembled slightly.

Saul quickly replied, “Yes.”

When they followed to the outside of the old housing building and saw the fire shot out from the third

floor, they immediately called the police.

Three calls were made simultaneously to the ambulance, fire department, and police.

After some struggle to drive the car out of the rugged and uneven mountainous terrain, they reached a

flat main road.

The ambulance arrived with sirens wailing not long after. Malcolm assisted the paramedics in

transferring Tabitha onto the ambulance and insisted on following along.

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Before the door could close completely, another figure quickly came in.

Emmanuel squeezed in, looking disheveled. Under Malcolm’s deadly gaze, he explained, “I’m injured

too and need medical treatment.”

Despite his words, his gaze could not help but swiftly land on Tabitha.

Malcolm pursed his lips and did not say anything to chase him away.

Nothing else mattered now. The most important thing was to ensure Tabitha’s survival.

Soon, one of the paramedics was assigned to treat the wound on Emmanuel’s waist.

Emmanuel did not bother to look at his wounds and kept staring at Tabitha.

Malcolm held her hand tightly and whispered, “Tabitha, you must hang in there!”

Tabitha’s eyes were tightly shut, and there was no sign of response.

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