Abusive Wife Novel

Abusive Wife Chapter 18

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.

wouldn’t give up quite so easily. She

when she heard the sound

a soft

feel herself

home, Daddy!” Thomas Grant ran up to Noah

up and held him in

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

an hour ago that the butler found Colton in the corner

inexplicable pain wash over

It hurt.

keep it to himself and endured by hiding away in the

had finally spoken up, but his so-called

felt how gentle Noah’s hold was while nestled

on his shoulder. He was just thinking of riding the scum of the human as a means to rest,

Colton’s voice. Fortunately, she was quick to regulate her emotions as she

home? I was so

grab the child’s

a bad woman who was dripping wet, even if she looked

dodging

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

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

were red

hesitated for

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

Can I not sleep in

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

had nearly exposed

recovered in time and kept her gentle tone of

on his face was

attic? He’s the precious child of the household. I’m also his aunt. I wouldn’t

the brat in front of

the fact that the brat stayed wide awake whenever

image to move Noah was now a mess. Was this little bastard trying to tear

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