Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 83

“Huh? Noah’s injured? He has a fever?!”

Dylan Felch was nestled in a quilt

cocoon when he received the news

from Madeline. He nearly leaped off the bed.

His drowsiness was gone like the wind.

He grabbed his kit with him and drove straight to the Maple Forest Villa.

“What happened? When did he get injured? Why didn’t anyone notify me?!”

He anxiously rang the doorbell, and before Madeline opened the door, he was spitting out question after question.

“Uh…”

“You should go see for yourself.”

Madeline welcomed him in and for a moment was at a loss as to how to explain Noah’s injury.

She could only change the subject and lead him inside.

Dylan had no intention of pursuing the matter at her deflection and raced right into the lounge.

“Come, Colt. We can play upstairs. Uncle Dylan needs to give your Daddy an injection. We shouldn’t disturb him.”

Madeline watched Thomas lying on Noah as the child attempted to grab at his father’s eyelashes, and hurriedly smiled and waved to him.

She immediately removed the brat from the scene before Dylan could say a thing.

Noah’s wounds were fresh!

Redressing his wounds would be a bloody sight!

It was better for Thomas to not be exposed to any of it!

She wasn’t about to traumatize her son with the sight of blood.

“Okay!”

Madeline had been afraid the child

would refuse to listen to her but he readily agreed.

He had even cast a distressed look at Noah before he went upstairs.

Madeline took it all in and was

surprised. She couldn’t help but suspect that her son had been switched.

After all, Thomas only felt resentment for Noah.

He, very smoothly, referred to the man as his scumbag father.

the reason why Thomas suddenly felt sorry for Noah was

his father moments earlier

when he accidentally pressed down against his lower abdomen, and Noah, who was unconscious, frowned in

faintly under the

then that he

was weak not because of a

wound.

had only added oil to

guilt, put glue onto the lashes he had plucked and tried to stick them

by Madeline and

had to give

Upstairs. Bedroom.

covers when a notification came in on his

Child has received

jaw dropped at the amount deposited into his

you give me so much money? Did

his mother

here. Upgrade all your equipment. Didn’t

instructing her son, but her heart was

that, she was gone like the

guilty for his scumbag father, but the one million dollars that his mother had given him

decided to stop fooling around and obediently did as he

rivaling

an attack system

also got several Trojan horse gadgets he had long

were dear to

Downstairs. Lounge.

Noah an IV injection and busied himself with treating

wounds.

was still in a daze and

back then… It was my fault. I’m sorry. I’m

he

her.

removing the gauze, frowned, “Damn, Noah. You’re so far

not he should feel sorry for

it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t have believed

the woman’s

was also the ex-wife he so

“How is he?”

came downstairs

conceal her worry but it was

“Not looking too good.”

was so

up, he

raised

but her heartstrings were

do you keep avoiding

you really hate me that

worry intensified when the

grabbed