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.

life a living hell if he finds out my true identity. He thinks that I’m responsible for

concrete evidence to prove that it’s

Despite knowing that revealing Madeline’s identity would be disastrous, he wanted to satiate his curiosity and discover more about their complicated

pity that you aren’t an author.” Madeline ignored his question as she did not

reminded of your unhappy past, I won’t make you talk about

was no reason to stay on, Madeline

I shall make a move first.” She quickly set her glass on the table

caught off-guard by her sudden departure. He fumbled with his glass and quickly stood up to

hand and quickened her pace as she called out, “It’s a wonderful event. Look at all the beautiful ladies around.

yelled angrily, “Madeline Grant!” It was the

to the Maple Forest Villa half an hour later. Before

rushing down the stairs. “You are home, Mommy! You were gone for

teased, “You look like you have gained weight

since I last saw him. I can hardly lift him any longer.

I tend to exaggerate a little when I’m love sick.” Thomas buried himself in Madeline’s

I wonder who taught you the sweet talkings.” She pinched her son’s cheeks once again and