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.

boy is

that your connections ran deep with the Quincies. All the more reason I can’t let you walk out of here alive today.” Tension ran along Vic’s facial lines as he stared at

son? Aren’t

the whistle hanging around

the birds in the

Albert, who was nearby and waiting for

rushed to the

was cutting through the back with his men, heard

arrived with his

him wish he

“Yes, Ms. Grant.”

“Got it, Mrs. Quincy!”

Wayne, and other aides surrounded Vic

of them carried a bow, aiming the

hemmed in on all sides, Vic let out a smug

you think these people are enough to stop me? What

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

late because I

to deal with Vic. All was

phone to check

was

nowhere near the kidnapper, Madeline dialed his

reason why she tracked the boys down without giving Thomas a message or a call. Madeline feared the phone

was quickly

the line,

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

came through on

Thomas? Are you

Colt?”

asked while gripping the phone. She was all over the

they were not together,

Your precious son –

compliments. The boy’s cockiness knew no boundaries as it could feel

that smug confidence

cool, Thomas! Tell

praise came

little devil spawn had

half a mile away West of the cabin. Colt and I

and me, my lil’ brother is pretty good at roasting potatoes.

suddenly turned down his volume

then that Madeline knew the kids were out of

I’ll pick you up once I

You can do it,