All Chapters of Alpha's Wife Hunt: Chapter 601 - Chapter 610

Third person's POVTabitha had undergone six rounds of chemotherapy, one every twenty-one days. By the time they were over, half a year had passed.Each day of these six months had been akin to living in hell for her, with the side effects of chemotherapy permeating every organ.She was particularly sensitive to cold then. Her hands and feet were perpetually cold. Her legs were weakened, with an excruciating pain in her bones.Theodora looked at her with heartache, "Tabitha, you've made it through. You've completed all six chemotherapies. You're stronger than most people."Tabitha lay in bed, weak and dizzy.She spoke weakly, "Dora, help me outside to see the sunlight. I feel like I've been lying down for ages.""Sure."Theodora wheeled her out in a wheelchair. It was now winter here.The temperature was generally much warmer than in Seattle. Even during the coldest season, the city did not see snow.The winter su

Third person's POVAfter hearing those words, Tabitha's grip on her phone loosened.Her phone fell to the ground with a loud "thud," startling Theodora, who was in the middle of a phone call with Orson.She quickly ended the call and looked at Tabitha with concern, "Tabitha, are you alright?"Tabitha's face had turned pale. "I'm fine," she replied.Theodora picked up the phone for her, and the screen was frozen on Derek's face.Thedora wiped the phone and handed it back to Tabitha, comforting her, "Tabitha, you don't have to worry. He doesn't know you're still alive. You need to step out of his shadow."Theodora wondered what Derek had done to Tabitha that still frightened her so much until today.Tabitha nodded. But she was still afraid, feeling that Derek was saying those words to her."No need to worry. He can't possibly know I'm still alive," Tabitha murmured to herself.She also tried to convince herself that

Third person's POVTabitha, still with a composed expression, asked, "Are you in dire need of money? Are there any other people in your family?"Wilmot scratched the back of his head, "Yes, I have a mother back home who runs a small farm.""Are you married?" she inquired further."As a security, there's hardly any time to maintain a personal life. If I had a wife, she would often be left alone in an empty house. It would be unfair and cruel to her, so it's better to be alone," Wilmot explained.Tabitha continued her questioning, "Where did you work before?""My life has been one of constant turmoil. I grew up in poverty, and later became a mercenary. After my discharge, I've worked everywhere, in casinos, nightclubs, as a private bodyguard, an enforcer. Anything dirty or grueling that could earn me a paycheck.""Who was your previous employer?"Tabitha was no longer the once kind, cheerful, and lively girl she used to be.

Third person's POVWhen Wilmot finished speaking, the first thought that crossed Tabitha's mind was not Tucker but Derek's face.She shuddered at the thought. Wilmot calmly added, "Perhaps this is the dog coming back to find you. Animals in this world have a certain spirituality. Maybe it's reappearing in your world in a different way."Tabitha's brows unfurled at this. Thinking this way made her feel a little better.Everyone is reborn in new ways.Tucker was, and so was she.At the vet's office, the doctor carefully examined the puppy. Tabitha was anxious the entire time.She feared the puppy's poor resistance. If it had contracted something like distemper while wandering, it would be hard to save.Fortunately, the doctor removed his gloves and reassured her, "Don't worry, it is very healthy, just a bit dirty. It doesn't even have ear mites. It can have a bath and be vaccinated on schedule."Tabitha finally let out a s

Third person's POV"Have you ever seen a cave brimming with fireflies? It's breathtakingly beautiful inside, with fireflies twinkling like a starry sky. There's this place called the Earth's Eye, a colossal pool of vibrant colors that looks like an eye from above. Have you heard of the Valley of Death? In Antarctica, glaciers on the mountains flow down into the valley, forming ice waterfalls. When these waterfalls reach the sides of the valley, they vanish, creating a spectacular sight," Wilmot described, his voice painting vivid pictures.Tabitha's eyes sparkled with longing."I'd love to see those with my own eyes. Don't laugh, but I've been to so few places in my life," she admitted."It's okay, Ms. Hartley, you'll be safe. I've seen many terminally ill patients make astonishing recoveries. Once you're better, if you're willing to pay me, I'll take you to see those places. How does that sound?" Wilmot offered, his tone earnest.A night breeze bl