Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 133

It was like the air was sucked right out of Madeline, and she was then thrown out of the wood cabin.

She smashed through the window of the cabin and lay among the shattered glass on the lawn.

Madeline saw stars from the crash.

Amid the haziness, she caught a glimpse of the man, who strangled her with a silver wire, walking out of the cabin.

“Ha! I expected more from the woman who caught LF. That’s a

disappointment.” The man in black took strides over to her while speaking in contempt and disdain.

“You’re one of Lone Wolf’s men. So you

were the one who kidnapped the

Quincies’ young boy?”

Her internal alarm bells prompted Madeline to stay alert.

Propping herself up, Madeline touched her bleeding neck and fixated on the man before her. Her eyes reflected her intent to get blood on her hands.

“That’s right. I’m Vic of Lone Wolf’s men. Lone Fox is my best friend. You will pay for crippling him!”

Fueled with bloodthirst, Vic was ready to pounce on his prey.

“Hold on!

“Where’s the Quincies’ boy?” Madeline was not going to shy away from the fight, but she needed to get to the bottom of the children’s location.

“I left him in the cabin. As for where he is now, I have no idea. He won’t go far

since he’s injured, so he’s probably eaten by some wild animals.”

Vic offhandedly commented without hiding the contempt on his face.

He caught wind that the woman would come looking for the child if he was taken, so he volunteered to take the job.

It did not matter to him what happened to the kid.

Madeline was exasperated, feeling a rush of blood to her head.

“So you’re saying that you ditched the child to the middle of nowhere. He’s only five!”

“I’m a killer, alright? Why should I provide childcare to the Quincies? Besides, I kidnapped the Quincies’ boy. Why are you making a fuss out of it?”

Finding Madeline amusing, Vic taunted.

is my

Quincies. All the more reason I can’t let you walk out of here alive today.” Tension ran along Vic’s facial lines

off the hook after taking my son? Aren’t you curious how Lone Fox

on the whistle hanging

the

Albert, who

to the scene most

cutting through the back with his men, heard

and arrived with

him! Make him wish he was

“Yes, Ms. Grant.”

“Got it, Mrs. Quincy!”

other aides surrounded Vic at Madeline’s

them carried a bow,

in on all sides,

you think these people are enough to stop me? What

panties in a knot! I’m here as well!” Thirteen gathered momentum by stepping on the branch and

late because

on her face. She waved the people off to deal with Vic. All was good so long as they

pulled out her phone to check

dot that was Thomas

certain that Thomas was nowhere near the kidnapper, Madeline dialed his

brat was to the kidnapper. That was the reason

was quickly

the other end of the line, Thomas sounded

of text messages, but you didn’t reply to any of them. I thought nobody wanted the lovable kid

through on the other

Thomas? Are you

Colt?”

phone. She was all over

were not together, and something had happened to

Your precious son – me – just saved Colt. Am I

himself with compliments. The boy’s cockiness knew no boundaries

was that smug confidence

cool, Thomas! Tell me where you are now. Are

came from

little devil spawn had

mile away West

roasting potatoes. I don’t want

suddenly turned down his volume

then that Madeline knew the kids were out

you up once

You can do it,