Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 100

Madeline lamented in dismal as despair ate away her sanity.

“Cool your head, Ms. Grant. The person who can identify the killer might not be around anymore, but the killer is still out there.”

The realization then hit Madeline.

That was right. The killer was still alive.

Madeline could reveal the truth herself if no one was there to identify her.

Noah left Maple Forest villa and headed to Quinton Corporation.

Only, he could not shake off the image of Madeline’s tear. Noah felt unrest the whole day.

He felt waves of uneasiness rushing over him, and the mere act of breathing was giving him a heartache.

It was hard for Noah to imagine the hurt and pain Madeline went through in their marriage.

Noah was lost in his thoughts that he did not realize that Dylan was right before his eyes.

“What’s on your mind, Noah? You can’t even see me. Am I invisible to you? Oh, that makes me so sad!”

“What are you doing here?” Interrupted in his thoughts, Noah was feeling worse than before.

“What am I doing here? I came to redress your wound. I told you to come to me, but you refused. I didn’t want to hear about inflammation in the middle

of the night. I’m not getting any younger, so the midnight wake-ups will kill me…”

Dylan said while putting the medical kit on the nearby coffee table.

Noah wanted to refuse, but Dylan had a point. Hence, Noah approached a sofa and took a seat.

As though resigning to his fact, Noah let Dylan redress his wound.

“Noah, don’t make that face as if I’m taking advantage of you. You’re making me blush.” Dylan made a bashful look while holding a gauze against his face.

Noah was tempted to give one to Dylan.

“Get lost!”

temper. You sound lively. I

sure have a lot to say today, Dylan. Can you shut up?” Noah was not in a good mood to

that Noah was grouchy, Dylan did not waste time on small talk and nimbly took care

secondary impact too. Noah was only able to move around

else in the same position would be

off to rest. Their laboratory had found success in a drug

way to Noah, postponing

procedure was done, Dylan grabbed two cans of beer from the fridge without

a drink? Did you

look so glum.

him a can

Dylan caught the can, held it against his chest, and

head as Dylan

queen.

and

I’ll buy you a

“Alright!”

it was still quite

to drink. She kept her balance by holding against the door frame of the

to keep his plump physique straight. He put his weight on Angie’s tiny frame as

Angie tripped over the door sill and nearly caused

person next to him a slap. “Watch where you’re going. I’ll make

didn’t keep my feet…” Despite

still disoriented, was filled with remorse when he got a good look at the person beside him.

Don’t take it to heart. The slap must hurt

meaty hand felt up Angie’s

feeling her up and down out in the open without

anger overwhelmed Angie as she

Jerry. I’ll hold you up. Don’t fall… Um… I wonder if you remember promising

what she had gone through. It was best to seal the deal while

you want.” The alcohol had drained away the last of Jerry’s

phone from his pocket and

screen for a while before throwing the phone