Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 112

Noah leaned against the car seat in a state of stupor. His head was hurting so badly that he struggled to open his

eyes. He could hear voices but he was not sure if they were real or if he was just in a dream.

As they drove on, everything around Noah slowly turned hazy until he eventually passed out.

As Madeline lifted Thomas from Noah’s lap into her lap, she realized Noah was not moving. Worried, she placed her hand on his forehead.

It was a little hot.

Noah was still bleeding from the

forehead and the backseat was already

soaked with blood.

Seeing the blood stain, she grew

concerned and immediately asked

Albert to pass her the medkit that was in the car.

Why didn’t she realize it sooner? The hood of the other car was totaled, there was no way Noah came out of that unscathed!

To think she foolishly thought he just had a minor bump on his head…

Feeling responsible, Madeline moved Thomas from her lap to the seat beside her and started treating Noah’s wounds.

Thankfully, there was some medication and bandages in the car, so Madeline was able to administer some light first aid to Noah. She then instructed Thomas to drive them to Golden Dome International District as fast as possible.

She was worried that Noah was

suffering from a concussion. A head concussion was no joke!

At the top of the mountain, Angie was still tied to a rope hanging over a ledge. Her throat was parched, her lips were peeling and her face was sunburned. She was yelling so much that her voice had turned hoarse and she was so tired.

Hanging that, Angie felt a bottomless despair overwhelming her.

point, she did not even care if Noah came to her to exact revenge. She just wished he

about to give up all

Asher’s other henchmen finally returned and freed him from the

voices indeed belonged to Asher, Angie immediately raised her voice and yelled,

in her voice

me up and I’ll grant you whatever

you are Mr. Quincy’s number one enemy right now, I dare not go against him. Besides, you were the reason that I’m stuck in this rut myself. What makes

edge of the

Angie. He was enjoying himself seeing Angie in such a

state.

yelled Angie. She could not see the expression on Asher’s face as

man who lost his job and his arm would need money at this point, right? Who

let’s see how much money you have in your bank account then. What’s the password?” said Asher while picking up Angie’s phone on the ground. He needed the password to unlock the

me up first and I’ll tell you the

do, what if your bank account is empty? I don’t want to waste my

“You!”

here, so I have no interest in wasting any more

She relented and gave Asher both

the sight of Angie begging him for mercy. It reminded him of the good old

director of the Charity Association. He had a long line of beautiful women waiting to jump

end…

to

thought about it, the more he grew to hate Angie. Composing himself, Asher quickly

Only 100 thousand dollars?

seemed like the Grant Family had come down on hard times! He found

even

a sweet dreamer, Angie? You sure have the nerves to ask for help when you only

to walk

the money in my bank account first and I’ll give you the rest later, okay? Yeah?” pleaded a desperate Angie. She never imagined

swore to herself that if she

the

this money in your bank account, correct?” replied Asher. Even if it was just a small amount, money was still money and Asher was not about to say no to it, not after

you all

who was still