Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 18 What a Show

Angie looked absolutely wretched, which had Noah frowning at the sight.

“Wayne, go help.”

Wayne Hudson immediately took an umbrella and got out of the car to help her up.

Angie hadn’t expected to be left out in the cold. Noah had sent Wayne to her side instead of assisting her himself.

Her eyes reddened.

She felt resentful, but at least she achieved her objective.

Angie endured her grievances as she was escorted inside.

The car stopped before the porch, away from the raging storm. Noah then got out of the car.

He had just gotten out when Angie ran up and leaned against him. “You’re finally home, Noah. I heard that Colt was missing. I got worried…”

Her face was wet with rain. She looked every bit anxious with her red-rimmed eyes.

She reached out to grab his hand but he was quick to dodge.

He looked askance at her. The look in his eyes was one of mixed feelings but it eventually gave way to a hint of tenderness. “Have Ms. Grant change her clothes.”

“No. Where is Colt? It’s storming outside. I’m worried!”

Angie caught a glimpse of tenderness in Noah’s eyes and decided to strike while the iron was hot in her excitement.

She refused. Despite being drenched by the rain, she wanted to give him a show.

“Do as I say!”

“Noah…”

Angie wanted to say more but he passed her and headed straight upstairs.

give up quite so easily. She lifted

the second floor when she heard the sound of thumping steps

a soft

feel

Thomas Grant ran up

picked him up and held him in his

I’m home. Daddy’s here. Don’t be scared.” Noah hugged Thomas and reassured the

the butler found Colton in

an inexplicable pain wash over

It hurt.

He used to keep it to

spoken up, but his so-called father had

how gentle Noah’s hold was while nestled in

thinking of riding the scum of the human as a means to rest, only to be met by the sight

beat when she heard Colton’s voice. Fortunately, she was quick to regulate her emotions as she bounded

home? I was so

looked emotional as she lunged to grab the child’s hand only

he didn’t want a bad woman who was dripping wet, even if she looked good, to

instinctive dodging

the bone. “I’ll take care of Colt. I’ll have Wayne escort

his side tonight. It was always me who accompanied him whenever it rained

were red

hesitated for a split

child in his arms shrank. He seemed to eye her with

here with me today. Can

go saying nonsense again. When have I ever made you sleep in the attic?” Angie instinctively

nearly

in time and kept her gentle tone

was no fool. The look on his face was

Noah. How could I possibly make him sleep in the attic? He’s the precious child of the household.

absolutely despised the brat in front of

that the brat stayed wide awake whenever it rained and caused her to lose her

gentle and nurturing image to move Noah was now a mess. Was this little bastard trying to