Chasing His Runaway Wife

Chapter 136

There were many people in the clinic that day, and Tabitha was busy until late before she got off work. When she returned to the Sinclair manor, it was almost nine o’clock.

The faint orange light in the living room was switched on, illuminating the space with its dim glow. giving the living a warm vibe.

George walked out of the kitchen with a smile. “Mrs. Sinclair, you’re back.”

Tabitha was a little surprised. “George, why aren’t you asleep yet?”

“It’s still so early.” George laughed and said, “You just got off work. It would be inappropriate for me to sleep so early. Mr. Sinclair called today and told me to keep some food for you so that you can have a hot meal after work. I’ll serve you the food.”

George brought out a steaming meal and beckoned Tabitha to eat.

Sitting at the table, Tabitha felt a little touched. It truly warmed her heart to have a hot meal to eat when she got home after working late.

However, her heart remained unflustered.

After quietly finishing her meal, Tabitha went back to her room to wash up and lay on the bed. The image of the cute Bichon Frisé flashed across her mind.

However, she wasted no time in tossing the image of the Bichon Frisé to the back of her mind. She rolled over on the bed and gradually fell asleep.

The next day, Tabitha got up early. When she went downstairs, she heard a commotion coming from the kitchen. Then, she saw George standing outside the kitchen and peering inside.

She asked curiously, “George, what’s the matter?”

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As soon as George saw Tabitha coming down, he immediately said, “Mrs. Sinclair, you’re awake? Today, Mr. Alaric Sinclair wants to eat pasta prepared by Mr. Malcolm Sinclair himself. Mr. Malcolm Sinclair said that he was afraid that the food in the Sinclair residence would not meet Mr. Alaric Sinclair’s taste, so he came to the Sinclair manor early in the morning to make preparations.”

Tabitha was a little surprised.

In her impression, the relationship between Alaric and Malcolm had always been full of alienation and even some tension.

Unexpectedly, one day, Malcolm would cook for his grandfather in

person.

Nevertheless, Tabitha was happy for Alaric now that his relationship with Malcolm was improving.

While Tabitha was thinking, Malcolm came out with a plate of breakfast. When he saw Tabitha standing

in the living room, he smiled discreetly, and a somewhat esthetic expression spread across his

handsome face.

“Tabitha, you’re awake? I cooked pasta for Grandpa and made breakfast for you too. Come and eat

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Tabitha suddenly understood that Alaric’s intention to have pasta was fake. In fact, he deliberately

asked Malcolm to return to the Sinclair manor to make breakfast.

She saw George looking at them cheerfully and sat down helplessly at the table.

Malcolm made poached eggs, shrimp croquettes, and some chicken stew that day.

Although the appearance of the dishes didn’t look particularly appealing, the food smelled delicious and

was nutritious.

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The sight of Malcolm dressed in a suit and wearing an apron while preparing a meal for someone

seemed incongruous to Tabitha.

Tabitha did not refuse and picked up the tableware to eat.

Malcolm took off his apron and sat face–to–face with Tabitha. He felt utterly at ease, watching her eat

the breakfast he had made for her.

The moment felt serene and peaceful to him.

Even if Tabitha couldn’t forgive him for the time being, he thought it would be nice to get along so

peacefully all the time.

He also began to eat his breakfast. After taking a few bites, he gradually frowned.

He thought, ‘It’s not that delicious. The taste is significantly inferior to the food prepared by the in–

house chef. I hope Tabitha doesn’t mind.

Tabitha silently finished her breakfast and was about to go out when Malcolm hurriedly picked up the

packed pasta and walked up to her.

He said tentatively, “Tabitha, I’m going to the hospital too. Let me take you there.”

Tabitha’s eyes shifted as if she were looking over at George.

She reached for the lunchbox in Malcolm’s hand and nodded. “Let’s go.”

The duo soon arrived at the hospital.

Alaric had been on the phone for a long time and was overjoyed to hear what George had told him

about what had happened at home.

At that moment, seeing the two showing up together, Alaric felt happier. His complexion even appeared

significantly better.

Tabitha greeted him with a smile, “Grandpa Alaric, you’re awake? You

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seem to be in good spirits today.”

Alaric laughed and said, “I feel so much better when I see you, Tabby. Hurry up and come sit with me.”

Tabitha sat down on the side of the bed and opened the lid of the lunchbox. The fragrance slowly

permeated the air.

Alaric took the box and ate the pasta, not forgetting to praise Malcolm, “It’s not bad. Your cooking skills

have improved a lot.”

Malcolm said, “If you like it, I can make it for you more often in the future, Grandpa.”

Alaric ignored him and turned to Tabitha. “I heard from George that Malcolm made breakfast for you

today. Was it good?”

Tabitha knew that George had been sent to spy on her by Alaric.

However, since Alaric was a patient, she couldn’t lose her temper and lash out at him. As a result, she

could only nod helplessly. “It wasn’t bad.”

“Did you hear that?” Alaric immediately turned to Malcolm. “Tabby said it wasn’t bad. You should make

breakfast for her more often in the future.”

Malcolm could hardly keep a straight face, finding it difficult to suppress. his smile. He nodded and

said, “I got it.”

Tabitha watched as Alaric and Malcolm interacted coherently. An amused and simultaneously

exasperated expression spread across her

countenance.

With Alaric as an intermediary, Malcolm started going to the Sinclair manor almost every day since that

day to make breakfast for Tabitha. They would also bring a serving to Alaric as well.

Tabitha could not refuse, so she let him be.

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She was unfazed, but when George followed her to the hospital that day, he said in front of Alaric, “The Sinclair residence is far away from the Sinclair manor. Mr. Malcolm Sinclair comes early every morning and makes breakfast before Mrs. Sinclair gets up. He must have gotten up before dawn. I can even see dark circles forming under his eyes. How pitiful.”

Tabitha was rendered speechless.

Alaric frowned and quickly said to Malcolm, “If you are in too much of a hurry, why not move back to the Sinclair manor for a while? When I recover, you can move back to the Sinclair residence.”

Malcolm suddenly found Alaric much more adorable than before. He couldn’t suppress the smile forming at the corners of his mouth and nodded while feigning ignorance. “I have no objection.”

Alaric looked at Tabitha and said, “Tabby, will you be mad and against this?”

Tabitha was speechless.

She thought, ‘They’ve planned everything out and made the decision, so why bother asking me?’

However, the patient was the boss. She had already made so many concessions she didn’t mind compromising once more. Tabitha said calmly, “I’m fine with it.”

Hence, that afternoon, Malcolm moved back to the Sinclair manor legitimately.

Although it was impossible for him to sleep in the same room as Tabitha, at least he would be able to say goodnight to her every night. He felt relieved to know that she was sleeping next door and not far away from

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Emmanuel soon found out about it. All his efforts and scheming all that while were in vain.

Malcolm had the trump card that was Alaric, and Tabitha was prone to be softhearted. Emmanuel figured Tabitha and Malcolm wouldn’t be getting another divorce any time soon.

Emmanuel thought, ‘Damn you, softheartedness!”

Although Alaric warned him to distance himself from Tabitha, he couldn’t resist going to Tabitha that day.

He wanted to clarify that matter with her.

When he arrived at the clinic, Tabitha was attentively taking a patient’s pulse. Seeing him coming, she just shook her head slightly and motioned. for him to wait at one side.

Emmanuel could only sit on the resting bench at one side and wait.

Judith poured him a glass of water and said with a smile, “I heard that you are Mr. Malcolm Sinclair’s cousin. That means you’re also considered

Tabitha’s cousin.”