Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 82

Angie thought luck was finally in her favor after snagging herself the cash cow so quickly. There would be no need for her to continue to stew in the pigsty.

The old man’s answer, however, extinguished the hope ignited within

her.

He squandered his riches like dirt. He was bold and frank.

After all, he was just an upstart who happened to make a fortune but he was hollow inside.

He wasn’t even close to being an ant when compared to Noah.

This man couldn’t even be compared to that pig, Jerry. At least the Lowe family was a proper gentry.

“You can use those to coax the younger

ones. They mean nothing to me. Where’s your sincerity?”

Angie swept her newly permed curls aside and took the opportunity to get out of the arms of the lecherous old

man.

The old man could immediately tell that she was going to ask for an unjustly large amount and no longer intended to spoil her. He took on a dour expression.

“Haha, sincerity? Who do you think you are? You’re just a good little b*tch. There are countless girls here. You’re not worth anything. If it weren’t for your youth or beauty, I wouldn’t even bother with you.”

The old man whose face was flushed red from drinking mocked and sarcastically cursed at her. It was only after he had his fun that he walked

away with another two girls in his embrace.

“Huh! Bastard! Who do you think you are? You’re talking out of your *ss!”

“If it wasn’t for that slut Madeline getting in my way, you wouldn’t even be worthy of carrying my shoes!”

“I’m going to have this dilapidated clubhouse demolished once I turn the tables!”

Angie had believed that she could have the place bow to her whims with her beauty and figure.

To think that even a dirt-cheap idiot would mock her with reckless abandon.

She was so indignant that she was convinced her breast implants were going to explode and stood in the booth

cursing and yelling.

Her appearance had become exactly that of a shrew found in the markets…

Forest Villa.

bedroom door for an unknown amount of time. His eyes were now bloodshot with a trace

slept peacefully with Madeline by his

believed he would have himself a few days of proper sleep only

downing one glass of wine after another. He quickly emptied several bottles but there

from the

dusk to midnight

going to remember this,

son as he watched the pitch-black

with a five- year-old child so

composure

day, Madeline and Thomas, who had been hiding out in the room, were finally willing to come

all honesty, however, neither of them

in the home and both of them

forced them to

outside.

hide! I’ll take care of

paneled door opened and Thomas’s

scanned his surroundings, like an

his scumbag dad had persevered and

turned and

Noah up and his

highly vigilant against his

was at a loss for words. “It’s okay. Let Mommy out. We can’t stay in

the child’s head with a tender look in her

then led the child out and made

beeline for the kitchen.

say one would feel miserable without

Madeline stared at the sizzling fried eggs in the

dad. He doesn’t like when things are loud and will wake up even when I drop my Baymax plushie. But he didn’t respond even when I tugged

was busying herself with preparing breakfast when Thomas tugged at her

She stopped and

seem right to see him lying so still. She removed her apron and went

him.

that she realized his lips were chapped and purple. There was barely any color to his complexion. Worry came

patted him to wake him up

fever? What’s going on? He was

brows only for her worry to grow

led an easy life as a person born

rate. He should at

she left him to

developed a fever after

unconscious.