Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 68

Thomas trotted into the living room on the first floor of the Maple Forest Villa, accompanied by Wayne.

When he awoke and discovered that his Mommy was absent, he could not help feeling rather dispirited.

However, when he overheard Wayne saying that he was going to pick Noah. up from Ms. Madeline’s home, he immediately perked up. He did not even bother freshening up first before hopping into the car along with Wayne and coming here.

“I’m so sorry for showing up like this, but young Colton has been making a fuss about seeing his daddy, so I brought him along…” Wayne apologized. Noah’s clothes in hand, he glanced with some embarrassment at the little boy who had seated himself at the breakfast table without a second

thought and was now happily tucking into the food. He felt incredibly stressed

out.

Ever since Colton had gotten lost, his whole personality had undergone a change, and his social skills had improved immensely. The boy had only been here for a few minutes, and he was already treating the place like his own home.

“Oh, don’t worry about it. Ms. Madeline really loves children. She’ll be very happy to know Colton is here,” Albert said blithely as he prepared Thomas’s favorite breakfast. He was spouting nonsense with a straight face, and he knew it.

Normally, he came over every morning to help Madeline prepare breakfast. However, it wasn’t until he ran into Wayne and Thomas that he realized

Noah had stayed the night at the villa. He was burning with curiosity, but Madeline was not up yet, and it would have been far too rude to disturb her

rest.

“Mr. Hudson, I’m sure you haven’t had breakfast yet. Why not join us?”

“I…” Wayne looked very awkward. It was true that he was genuinely very hungry. When Noah disappeared suddenly yesterday, he had pulled together a search party, and they had hunted for Noah the entire night. Right now, he was starving!

“Uncle Wayne, come and try Uncle Albert’s pancakes. They’re really good!”

“Well…alright then, I’ll have some, if you don’t mind, Mr. Wright.” Wayne’s face was beet red as he reluctantly made his way to the breakfast table.

The first person to come downstairs was Noah.

Since he did not have a change of clothes, he was still in yesterday’s half- damp trousers and thin shirt. The top two buttons of the shirt were undone, revealing a good deal of his muscular chest. This gave him an almost aristocratic air of decadent allure.

he immediately hopped down from his chair and ran

was considerably startled by his son’s sudden appearance. However, he

Wayne said you were here. I wanted to see you, so

are you

I

well. However, he wasn’t sure what sort of illness would necessitate drawing a large turtle on Noah’s

saw the turtle drawn in lipstick on Noah’s chest, he almost spat out the mouthful of oatmeal he was on

as if nothing

an appetite that Albert made him a large stack

aloof boss sitting together with everyone at the table and happily eating pancakes, he thought

on what had happened last night? He half-suspected that a doppelganger had

man couldn’t possibly have been possessed by some alien soul,

and came to an abrupt halt when she saw the cozy family-like scene in the dining room. For a

are you

later, Noah and Wayne found themselves unceremoniously ushered out of the house. Thomas stood at the massive French windows and watched

This Madeline Grant was a woman

concerned, right now, Colton needed to spend more time with his birth mother anyway. He strode out of the

could pick

could kill

had visited the Quincy residence first thing in the morning, asking about

insisted that Angie had attended the function

not as gullible as that and was about to have her escorted

this point, however, Angie emerged from the back of the

and she insisted that she had been with Noah the entire

these women to defame his young master though,

and Angie were ushered into the living room, and all the servants

least. After all, her daughter would soon be the new

to look down their noses

seems you managed to get Noah into bed last night, from the

a blur. Noah’s got some