Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 70

Suzette Grant grabbed hold of Mr. Charles by his shirt, her eyes seething with anger. Mr. Charles barely reacted to her act of physical violence. Instead, he remained as composed as ever, waving for the security guards who eventually came over and escorted the mother and daughter out of the villa.

As Angie Grant watched the doors to the villa close right in front of her eyes, she felt a dreadful sense of impending doom. She never imagined that Noah, who was usually so prim and proper, could treat her like this. He was the one

who said that he was a man of

principles. How could he chase her out onto the streets just like that? She could not, nor did she want to understand.

“Mom, what do I do know?” Angie cried to her mother in desperation, falling to the ground dramatically. “I’ve shared a bed with Noah all this time and now he

just dumps me without warning. I won’t get to marry into the Quincys anymore!”

“Angie, all this crying won’t solve your problems,” Suzette remarked in a surprisingly calm tone.

“Wh… what should I do then…” Angie’s lips trembled.

“He took advantage of you, Angie. He won’t get away with it so easily, nor will his family,” Suzette’s tone was clipped. She dragged her daughter back up to her feet and led her to their parked car. At the same time, she was already looking for a contact number on her phone.

Angie was sitting quietly in the passenger seat, her face ashen and depressed, when her phone suddenly buzzed in her purse. Thinking it could have been Noah finally replying to her,

she frantically searched her purse and fished her phone out. However, she only saw a Facebook headline that immediately caught her attention and sent her heart palpitating.

“Mom, look at this! What is this?!” Angie passed the phone to her mother with shaky hands. There was an eye- catching photo of Madeline Grant that was making its rounds on Facebook, together with an equally sensational headline. That wench… how dare she?!

“What is this nonsense?!” Suzette uttered disagreeably. “Is Noah not doing anything about these rumors? Shouldn’t you be the one putting out news about your engagement with Noah?” Suzette did not know what exactly had happened, but her instinct told her that Madeline Grant had something to do with this. She would not let Madeline nor the Quincys off the hook so easily.

Fortunately, she knew how to use Facebook too!

reeling from the memories of the previous night.

spend more time with his mother. After finishing his breakfast, he came over to

Noticing Madeline who looked distracted as she sat on

even brought her a cup of

mommy! What’s going on with you and the scumbag? Are you

the scumbag was honestly quite

language, kiddo. There’s nothing

admonished gently.

likes you,

was curious now. “Why do

brought me to the hospital right away because he thought I had ADHD, but when you

logical thoughts

choice but to be polite. Don’t overthink it, Tom. I don’t like him anymore!” Madeline huffed. Anyway, Noah had been her sworn nemesis for years,

thoughts began

Ding ding! Ding ding—!

on the sofa as she took her phone out of her pocket. The front screen of her phone displayed

She motioned

messages?” Madeline asked her

still turn my phone off

I think so…” Madeline was just about to do the same, but she was too late. Mackenzie, or Zeke as she was affectionately known to her family, sent the family

Zeke: Don’t you even think of turning your phones off, you two! I

Did you

just tried to avoid her own daughter just mere seconds ago. Zeke was Thomas’ older sister, born just a minute earlier than her brother and the only daughter of Madeline’s triplets. Zeke looked just like Madeline as a child, with strikingly beautiful green eyes and dainty facial features. However, she inherited Noah Quincy’s personality, being far too wise and cold for her age. A casting

knew why Zeke was his kryptonite, but for all his cheeky antics and

her Princess Zeke and never disobeyed her. Even Madeline, as their mother, would occasionally be envious of the sibling

of you are not back yet, even though you said you’d be back