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.

coming down the stairs, he immediately hopped down from his chair and ran over as fast as his little

by his son’s sudden appearance. However, he still bent down and picked

Wayne said you were here. I wanted to

you

was sick yesterday, so I

at helping people get well. However, he wasn’t sure what sort of illness would necessitate drawing a large turtle

the mouthful of oatmeal he was on the verge of swallowing.

as if nothing out of

an appetite that Albert made him a large stack

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

could possibly enlighten him on what had happened last night? He half-suspected that a

possibly have been possessed by some

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

are you

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

not help worrying. This Madeline Grant was a woman with far too many secrets; they

He strode out of the villa with a light heart; even though Madeline

he could pick

kill two birds with one

visited the Quincy residence first thing in

allow her into the house. However, Suzette insisted that

gullible as that and was

however, Angie emerged from the back of the

marks, and she insisted that she had been with Noah the entire

was going a bit too far. He did not want these women to defame his young

into the living room, and

did not bother Suzette in the least. After all, her daughter would

down their noses at

managed to get Noah into bed last night,

so. That was one strong drug; I only took a little of it, but everything’s just a blur. Noah’s