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?”

pretty

That was one less

unconcealed approval. His own Instagram handle was “Noah Quincy”,

his private message conversation with Madeline. With some pride, he typed, “Mommy

warehouse in the mountains

five of the hostesses, who happily

of income, at least. Now that he was unemployed, however, he had outgoing expenses but no money

to find a way around that, even if it was illegal. He felt

once.

entertained him until 8 o’clock the next morning.

Tony sent him until he awoke later in the messy hotel

of him pissing on

saw himself humiliating Angie so thoroughly. Tony wasn’t bad

glee, he noticed that Tony had left him a voice message. Initially, he thought that Tony was congratulating him and was in an excellent mood when he started listening to it. However, by the time he finished the message, he was shocked into being fully

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

of bed in his hurry to get up. Snatching his clothes from the floor, he pulled them on as fast as he could and

him back

yelling angrily

his head obsequiously, plastering a smile onto his

be in such a rush, Mr. Walter. Mr. Quincy sent

you’ve

couldn’t locate her for Noah even if he tried. If he managed a plausible denial, he was sure that Wayne would not do anything to him. After all, the man was just Noah’s

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 with a phone. On it was the video from

night.

bodyguard grabbed Asher and pried his eyes open wide,

her, but after that, I left! I really don’t know where Angie is now!” He fell to the ground,

we’re going to have to take you down memory lane in earnest before you can remember properly. Well, let’s not waste time then. Let’s

“Yes, sir!”

Wayne gave his orders, the bodyguards behind him immediately surged forward and yanked