Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 152

At the corner of a long table in the dining hall, Dr. Dylan Felch was admiring an extremely rare celadon vase Andy had brought over. The colors of the vase were striking, and the details exquisite. As an avid antique collector, Dr. Dylan was completely mesmerized, unable to take his eyes off the vase.

“Andy, this is an absolute beauty!” Dr. Dylan exclaimed in awe. “Look at the glazing, and the workmanship!”

“Dr. Felch, it’s yours if you like it. We’re both men of science after all, and we work for the same boss. I’ll have plenty of favors to ask from you in the future,” Andy was straight to the point.

Although Dylan was indeed captivated by the vase, he was not one to easily make friends or promise favors. However, Andy’s words did remind him that they do in fact work for the same

people. He was old buddies with Noah, Andy worked for Madeline, and Noah and Madeline were practically family! Hmm, there was no harm in accepting a gift like that, was there?

“You’re too polite, Andy! As you said, we’re practically family! I’ll accept this vase as a token of your friendship. Please feel free to visit my lab whenever you can!” Dylan said.

“Sure thing!” Andy smiled back. “Any friend of Madeline is a friend of mine! Please come and visit me at my hospital any time, buddy!”

“Of course, of course!” Dylan replied cheerfully as he put the vase back into its casing. The two doctors then began engaging in conversation about current medical issues and advances. However, as they were chatting, Dylan felt an ominous chill down his spine, as if

someone was observing him from behind. As he turned his head around, he came right into contact with Elise Lambert’s face, giving him the fright of his life!

“You… what sorcery is this?!” Dylan clasped his hand to his heart.

“Oh, just a little mugwort and salt,” Elise played along. She planted one leg on the chair next to him, like Napoleon the

conqueror.

help then?” Dylan teased the pretty

anyone would come to your rescue even if you shout at the top of your lungs…” Elise told

Dylan feigned a terrified expression

at the restaurant. He even paused to take a sip of water before continuing the ruckus. Obviously,

while. “I suppose I’m your prisoner now. May I know where are you taking me? I’ll

she assessed the man in front of her. She then stepped aside to reveal Madeline Grant standing behind her. Dylan was rather pleased with himself for being able to make the

still breathless from laughing too hard. Her voice was not loud,

she had not seen this coming. Madeline sighed to herself as she scanned the room for Noah and spotted him entering the dining

remembered I left my phone in the restroom!” Madeline told Elise, coming up with any excuse she could

your phone in

out, completely oblivious of the

her, hastily turning away toward the

an unspoken warning for him not to follow him upstairs. Dylan wiped at his nonexistent tears and looked at

at them bullying me, Andy! You can never win

thought

found her way into the restroom and locked the door. She figured she could wait in here until dinner was served and usher everyone back home immediately once dinner was over. Satisfied with her plan, she sat on the

“How long do you intend to hide in there?” the message read. On Noah’s end, he saw a blue tick, indicating the message had been read

I’m going in!” Noah threatened out loud as he stood in front

in

survival if she stayed silent and pretended she was

was not actually using the toilet, her heart still jumped at

seen except a little wooden box hanging on the doorknob. Curiosity got the better of her as she opened up the box, only to find a tiny glass container with some kind of

anti-scar remedy, one of Dylan’s prized treasures. Keep it to yourself,” the message wrote. It was