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.

quite so easily. She lifted her drenched skirt

heard the sound of

soft voice rang

feel

ran up to

him up and held

Noah hugged Thomas and reassured the young boy with a rare show

that the butler found Colton in the

an inexplicable

It hurt.

keep it to himself and endured by hiding

spoken up, but his so-called father

how gentle Noah’s hold was while nestled

his small arms tightly around Noah’s neck and rested his head on his shoulder. He was just thinking of riding the scum of the human as a means to rest, only to be met by the sight of the soaked

a beat when she heard Colton’s voice. Fortunately, she was quick to regulate

home? I was so

as she lunged to grab the child’s hand only

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

instinctive dodging

the excited Angie who was soaked to the bone. “I’ll

stay by his side tonight. It was always me who accompanied him whenever it rained in the past.

were red and teemed

hesitated for a split

speak, the child in his arms

today. Can I not sleep in

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

nearly exposed

she recovered in time and kept her gentle tone

look on his face was not a

in the attic? He’s the precious child

the brat

for the fact that the brat stayed wide awake whenever it rained and caused her to lose her beauty sleep. It was, as they say,

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