Abusive Wife Novel

Abusive Wife Chapter 55

Chapter 55

In the Maple Forest Villa.

Madeline sat at the bar in the living room. She scrutinized the gilded invitation card in her hand with mixed feelings.

My children’s birthday.

It was also the darkest day of her life.

She vaguely recalled the storm that day. Noah didn’t hear a word out of her as the rain came crashing down.

Angie Grant took precedence. He believed no one but her.

He was resolute in leaving her and the unborn children, condemning them to death.

Turbulent emotions rushed over her. She crumpled the invitation in her hand,

failing to notice that her knuckles had gone white.

The invitation had long since been scrunched up.

Her cell phone lit up when a notification came through. She was instantly grounded back to reality from her

whirlwind of emotions.

Thomas’s chat box popped up.

She was greeted with a photo of a pitiful Angie, carefully tugging at Noah.

It turned out Noah had brought the delicate little princess home. He must be distressed to see her ridiculed.

Yet, he never cared for Madeline or her children.

Yes, their survival was because they had

luck on their side.

What were you expecting, Madeline?

Having figured this out, Madeline heaved a long sigh of relief.

It was consolation twinged with disappointment.

She scrunched the invitation into a ball and tossed it aside, then got up and sat down on the sofa. Her fingers flew across the keyboard as she composed a text.

“Be careful in the Quincy household, brat. Stay away from Angie. Got it?”

“Don’t worry, Mom. I’m not letting that bad woman near me.”

“Good boy.”

seemed too obedient today. It felt surreal to see

uneasy and

over.

you planning to deal with

“Hehe, secret!”

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

knew he wouldn’t be

but Thomas decided to

her

།།།།

out the door as soon as

could.

Quincy residence.

he noticed the error of sending Madeline that text, and stuffed

a mantra to himself. Mom

breathed a

messages.

Mom didn’t find

He then took his binoculars to

in the yard were the bodyguards

downstairs

look.

room with his beloved Baymax plushie in

would be roomed next to his scum of a father. There was, however, no

residence was large. It was also currently midnight. The servants of the

when Thomas was going to be able to

over him, a delicious scent wafted up to his

kitchen this

he decided to go downstairs to have

the person he

was that horrible woman tinkering with

in his

supper. Steak and red wine. What a wonderful night this was

bound to

you

surprise. The

you doing

act with no servants prowling about. She

a kid as she wanted him to be. He blocked

make, Auntie Angie?

at

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