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?”

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

That was one less

nice and it’s cute,” Noah replied with unconcealed approval. His own Instagram handle was “Noah Quincy”, which was both straightforward and

up his private message conversation

warehouse in the mountains with the 100

extorted from Angie, Asher went to a nightclub. The exorbitant amount of money instantly attracted five of the hostesses, who happily entertained

unemployed, however, he had outgoing expenses but no money coming in, so even if he went out, he could not

that, even if it was illegal. He felt he deserved to

once.

hostesses entertained him until 8 o’clock the

message that Tony sent him until he awoke later in the

now, the video of him pissing on

Angie so thoroughly.

Initially, he thought that Tony was congratulating him and was in

d*mned Tony, he’s gotten me into deep sh*t now!”

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

outside, however, someone sent him back through the

fell backward, his rotund body landing squarely on the floor. In pain, he grabbed at his chest and started yelling angrily at the unwelcome newcomer. When he finally recognized the other person, he shrank back slightly. “Mr. Hudson! Why are you here so

and bowed his head obsequiously, plastering a smile onto

such a rush, Mr. Walter. Mr. Quincy sent me here to ask you where

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

couldn’t locate her for Noah even if he tried. If he managed a plausible denial, he

jog your memory.” Wayne gestured, and one of the bodyguards standing behind him immediately stepped forward with a phone.

night.

eyes open wide, shoving the video in his face and

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. He felt as if his eyeballs

Mr. Walter. I think we’re going to have to take you down memory lane in earnest before you can remember properly. Well, let’s

“Yes, sir!”

immediately surged forward and yanked