Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 25 How Could He

Ronald woke up in a VIP hospital room. Although he suffered from multiple bone fractures from the fall from his balcony, the injuries were not fatal. He landed on top of a car when he fell, reducing the impact.

He stabilized after surgery and was transferred to a VIP hospital room. He was surprised to find himself still alive. He tried to get up from the bed but realized he was strapped to the bed.

Someone opened the door while he was struggling. He froze as he saw who it was. He was terrified. “Mr. Quincy,” he said feebly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Noah walked toward Ronald, his eyes flashing with anger. “Tell me who ordered you to hurt my son.” His threatening look sent shivers down Ronald’s spine.

Wayne entered the room with a few bodyguards. He pulled a chair for Noah to sit beside the bed.

“Mr. Quincy, I did not hurt your son,” Ronald tried to explain, but Noah wasn’t buying it. He was disappointed. “Wrong answer.”

“Please trust me, Mr. Quincy! I’m telling the truth.” Ronald pleaded. Before he could continue, an excruciating pain shot up his leg, and he screamed in agony.

woken up. His face went as white as a ghost. Noah was hell-bent on

cruelly, “If you don’t tell me the truth, I will make you suffer

legs were broken because he tried to lie; now he hadn’t even said a word, and his left arm was broken. He looked at Noah,

I’ll show you

Ronald yelled. Noah was annoyed, “Wrong

“You know, it doesn’t matter. I will find out who you’re trying to hide sooner

lightly and turned around. He took off his gloves and threw

Mr. Quincy, nobody is ordering me to do anything. I did everything on my own. I’m telling the truth!” Ronald shouted

and she was dreaming about the

of Noah, begging him to trust her. However, he refused to believe her. All she could find in his eyes was anger

believed everything Angie said when it was Angie who murdered Gordon. Madeline tried to explain, but he wouldn’t listen to a word she said. He abandoned her, and she was

nightmare until a ping from her cell phone woke her up. She sat up, panting. She pulled herself together and checked her cell phone. There were messages from Thomas. She had never been so grateful to get texts from that punk;

special gift from your cutest son is about to

been an hour! Your gift is