Todos os capítulos de Alpha's Wife Hunt: Capítulo 661 - Capítulo 670

Tabitha's POVThe entire morning passed without any sign of Wilmot.Ayla inquired about him several times, and each time I could only come up with excuses to put her off.However, as time slipped away and Wilmot was gone for a day and a night, I couldn't help but worry.No matter how potent the drug, it shouldn't have lasted this long, should it?Early the next morning, as Forrest was about to leave, I quickly stopped him."What happened to Wilmot?" I demanded, resolute in my stance that he would not leave until he explained the situation clearly.Forrest sighed helplessly and slowly revealed, "Wilmot is sick.""Sick?" I hadn't expected this. He always seemed to be in good health."I won't hide it from you. The drug Wilmot took that night was too strong. He was worried it would affect you, so he changed rooms and spent the entire night in an ice bath. You know the temperature difference between day and night is significa

Third person's POVForrest hadn't been wrong. Derek was indeed sick, feverish for a day and a night, barely clinging to life in his bed.Rolf, like a pack Omega by the bedside, was peeling an apple and chattering incessantly."Alpha Derek, look at you now. What was the point? You've been chasing after Tabitha for half a year, hiding your identity, and in the end, you can't even hold her hand."Alvin glared at him, "Shut your mouth. Do you think Alpha Derek wanted it this way?"He brought a glass of water to Derek, "Alpha Derek, drink more water to recover faster."Derek's face was pale, his lips dry, and he looked haggard.After finishing a glass of water, he leaned against the bed, rubbing his forehead with one hand, his head still feeling dizzy. His first words were about Tabitha."How is Tabitha doing?""Forrest is as attentive as a nurse. You can trust him with Tabitha's preferences. He knows them by heart, and he wo

Third person's POVDerek knew Tabitha's character like the back of his hand. He was well aware that after what had happened, she would never allow him to stay by her side any longer.He had foreseen this day would come, and his deliberate avoidance in recent days was nothing more than a small struggle deep within, hoping to delay that moment for just a little longer.Tabitha poured him a glass of water first, then slowly sat down on the chair beside him."Speaking of which, you've taken care of us for so long, and this is the first time I've poured water for you."Derek used his fist to press against his lips, coughed slightly, and said softly, "Thank you.""Do you want some medicine?" Tabitha asked with concern."No, I just have a bit of a cough. It's much better than before.""Throughout this journey, I've been very grateful to you. You're a very good person, hardworking and capable. It's a waste to have you take care of the

Third person's POVDerek still coughed intermittently. After escorting Tabitha to her door, he stopped in his tracks.With a slight bend in his waist, his gaze was tender and concerned as he looked at Tabitha, his voice hoarse with a hint of a rasp, "Ms. Hartley, once you're back, you must rest well. Remember to cover yourself with a blanket when you sleep. Don't catch a cold. The wind on this ship is strong. Both you and Ayla need to take care of your health."After speaking, he looked at Tabitha deeply one more time, as if to etch her appearance into his heart, before turning around and slowly leaving.Derek was well aware that Tabitha's constitution was much weaker than that of an average person.His illness hadn't fully recovered, and in this poorly ventilated environment, germs could spread easily. If he were to infect the child and Tabitha, the consequences would be unimaginable.For the sake of their health, he decided to return to th

Third person's POVTabitha felt a bomb about to detonate in her head, a sense of extreme foreboding spreading rapidly within her like a torrential tide."Have you seen her? Where is she?" Tabitha's voice trembled with anxiety.Her eyes were fixed on Mathilda, her gaze a complex mixture of despair and hope.Mathilda crooked her finger slightly, beckoning Tabitha with a smirk on her face. "Follow me. I'll take you to her."However, in Tabitha's mind, her words were like the devil's tempting yet deadly lure.She knew that if Ayla was truly in her possession, she wouldn't go through such trouble to say she'd lead her there.She would just hand the child over.Instantly, Tabitha realized a terrible fact: besides Alya, she herself was likely one of the targets.Could it be the one who had been hiding behind the scenes?No, probably not. If it was that, they wouldn't use such an indirect approach. They would be more dire