Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 88

Noah could not imagine how much torment Suzette and Angie had inflicted on Madeline before when he saw the anger and relief in her eyes. Given her sweet and kind-hearted nature, she would not have hated the Grants as much otherwise. Hence, he wanted to chase the Grants out of Imperia as he knew it would make Madeline happy. It was also his way of making amends to the woman whose pain he had exacerbated. Not only did he neglect her all this while, but he was also

influenced by Angie to make Madeline’s life miserable.

“I can handle my affairs. There’s no need to trouble you, Mr. Quincy.” Madeline glanced at Noah and

decisively rejected his good intentions.

Even though he was disappointed at her refusal, he decided against forcing his way through. “All right, Ms. Grant. Just

say the word if you need my help.”

“Well, thank you,” she mumbled, nodding.

After a pause, which seemed like an eternity, Noah spoke to dispel the awkward silence that was starting to make him feel uncomfortable. “Ms. Grant, I’m curious, what happened between you and the Grant family?”

Madeline was taken aback by Noah’s sudden question, and a flicker of panic passed through her watery eyes. However, it disappeared in an instant. She said casually, “It’s just some cliched plot. A nobleman like you won’t be interested.” Her curt reply suggested that she had no intention of elaborating.

a living hell if he finds

to prove that it’s

your boyfriend?” Noah was persistent in his questioning. Despite knowing that revealing Madeline’s identity would be disastrous, he wanted to satiate his curiosity and discover

were a nosy parker. Mr. Quincy, you have a fantastic imagination. It’s a pity that you aren’t an author.” Madeline ignored

you don’t want to be reminded of your unhappy past, I won’t make you

stay on, Madeline made an

feeling a little tired. I shall make a move first.” She quickly set her glass on the

by her sudden departure. He fumbled with

pace as she called out, “It’s a wonderful event. Look

the man yelled angrily, “Madeline Grant!” It was the first

later.

a young boy rushing down the stairs. “You are home, Mommy! You were gone for a few hours! Look how thin I’ve become because I missed you so

examined the little boy clinging to her leg and teased, “You look like you have gained weight instead, Thomas. You’ve been well-fed lately,

He’s become a lot heavier since I last saw him. I can hardly lift him any longer. What nerve does

a little when I’m love sick.” Thomas buried himself in Madeline’s neck and cuddled in

you the sweet talkings.” She pinched her son’s