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.

she wouldn’t give up quite so easily. She lifted her drenched skirt and trailed

the second floor when she heard

a soft voice

could feel herself

up to Noah

and held

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

news half an hour ago that the butler found Colton in the corner of the attic

an inexplicable

It hurt.

to keep it to himself and endured by hiding away in

up, but his so-called father

how gentle Noah’s hold was while nestled in his

thinking of riding the scum of the

beat when she heard Colton’s voice. Fortunately,

You… You’re home? I was

lunged to grab the child’s hand only

with beautiful women but he didn’t want a bad woman who was dripping wet, even

instinctive dodging drew

glanced at the excited Angie who was soaked to the bone. “I’ll take care of Colt. I’ll have

We just found Colt. Please let me stay by his side tonight. It was always me who accompanied him whenever it rained in the past. I was worried about

red

hesitated for

speak, the child in his arms shrank. He seemed to

here with me today. Can I not sleep

again. When have I ever made you sleep in the

had nearly exposed

in time and kept her gentle tone

fool. The look on his face was

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

the brat in front of

wide awake whenever it

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