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. Living

stared absently at the shut bedroom door for an unknown amount of time. His eyes were now bloodshot

always slept peacefully with Madeline by

days of proper sleep only for his own

sitting on the couch downing one glass of wine after another. He quickly emptied several

coming from

to midnight with no

is going to remember

as he watched the

child so he could only make a

composure

Madeline and Thomas, who had been hiding

all honesty, however, neither of them had wanted

that there was no food in the home

was what forced them to

outside.

take care of breakfast

heavy, paneled door opened and Thomas’s head poked

surroundings, like an

found his scumbag dad had persevered and was lying

hurriedly turned

for fear that he would accidentally wake Noah up and

highly vigilant

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

with

then led the child

beeline for the kitchen.

was certainly true when they say one

kitchen, Madeline stared at the sizzling fried eggs in the pan and gulped down a mouthful

even when I drop my Baymax plushie. But he didn’t respond even when I

with preparing breakfast when Thomas tugged at

She stopped and

to see him lying so still. She removed

him.

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

him up only to

going on?

his brows only for her worry to grow

person born in the Quincy family. Everyone was at

any rate. He should at least know how to take

left him to his

developed a fever

unconscious.