Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 122

Noah gently stroked his son’s head, cradling the boy in his arms with tender affection.

Thomas felt his heart quicken when he heard what his father said. “Is that true? Are you really happy, Daddy?” He turned to look at Noah enquiringly, feeling slightly exhilarated.

“Of course,” Noah answered calmly. After all, it was only right that a family should be together.

Noah’s answer set the wheels in Thomas’s brain spinning, and he swiftly began considering the possibilities of the situation.

From the looks of it, Daddy really liked Mommy still. However, if he really and truly liked her, then why had he behaved like such a scumbag? Was this what people meant when they said that after

sowing one’s wild oats, home was invariably the sweetest haven of all?

Thomas did not know what to do. Lately, he had begun to feel that Daddy was becoming a much better person. Nonetheless, Noah had still been a massive scumbag in the past! Did he truly want to help Daddy get together with Mommy so they could start afresh? He felt extremely conflicted.

Noah looked down thoughtfully at the little boy in his arms. Something flickered in his eyes for a moment, then he retrieved his own phone and pulled up his Instagram account. “Colt, why don’t you add me to your friend list?”

“Huh? Daddy, you never use Instagram, right?” Thomas blinked as he saw

Noah’s Instagram account, considerably startled.

His own Instagram handle was “Thomas The Handsomest Dude.” If he added Noah to his friend list, his deception would be exposed in no time.

“I’ve started using it now. Why, Colt, don’t you want to be friends with Daddy?” Noah could see that the little rascal was in a dilemma and

deliberately added fuel to the fire by asking the question in a slightly hurt tone.

The man might be a tyrannical CEO, but it was impossible to resist him when he put on his sad puppy act!

“N-no, no, that’s not it, Daddy…here, I’ll add you…” Thomas resigned himself to his fate, pulled out his phone, and added Noah to his Instagram friend list.

“Thomas? Is this your new nickname?”

you like it, Daddy?” His scumbag daddy was pretty smart! In fact, Noah had saved him the

That was

approval. His own Instagram handle was “Noah Quincy”, which was both straightforward and

himself to wash his hands in the bathroom and hurriedly pulled up his

returning from the warehouse in

Angie, Asher went to a nightclub. The exorbitant amount of money instantly attracted five of the hostesses, who happily entertained him the entire night in the club and at the hotel room he had booked

outgoing expenses but no money coming in, so even if he went out, he could not even afford to pay for a drink for

had managed to find a way around that, even

once.

entertained him until 8 o’clock the next

Tony sent him until he awoke later in

the video of him pissing on Angie was all over

with glee as he saw himself humiliating Angie so thoroughly. Tony wasn’t bad with a camera at all; he had chosen an

glee, he noticed that Tony had left him a voice message. Initially, he thought that Tony was congratulating him and was in an

he’s gotten me into deep

the floor, he pulled them on as fast as he could and fled out the door,

however, someone sent him back through the door with a hard

at his chest and started yelling angrily at the unwelcome newcomer. When he finally recognized the other person, he shrank

bowed his head obsequiously, plastering a smile

a rush, Mr. Walter. Mr.

know where Ms. Angie Grant is? I think you’ve got

most likely dead. He couldn’t locate her for Noah even if he tried. If he managed a plausible

it might have slipped your mind, Mr. Walter, given you’re so busy with so many important matters. Never mind. Let me help jog your memory.” Wayne gestured, and one of the bodyguards standing behind him immediately stepped forward

night.

bodyguard grabbed Asher and pried his eyes open wide, shoving the

was in so much pain from being manhandled that he could not help but beg for mercy. “I remember now, I do! I… I pulled a cruel prank on her, but after that, I left! I really don’t know where Angie is now!” He fell to the ground, rolling in agony as he felt his injured eye sockets.

memory is really faulty, Mr. Walter. I think we’re going to have to take you down memory lane

“Yes, sir!”

orders, the bodyguards behind him immediately surged forward and yanked Asher