Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 175

Something about Joseph’s low voice and the ominous weather made him look more menacing than he already did. Once Suzette saw him, she knew he was no savior but rather the devil incarnate.

“Stay- Stay away from me!” Suzette screamed in fear but quickly passed out from shock after that.

“I see that you’re still useless after all these years.” Joseph sighed. “Bring her home.”

“Yes, sir!”

On the other hand, the rain continued to fall as Madeline, and the others returned to the Maple Forest Villa,

giving Noah a perfect opportunity.

“Madeline, I know you’re upset with me, but the rain’s making it impossible, and I’m tired. Can’t you let me rest for a while?” With puppy eyes, Noah pleaded at Madeline at the entrance.

“Fine, but we’re leaving once the rain stops!” Madeline noticed Noah’s pale face and reluctantly agreed to stay.

“Great.” Noah beamed and was helped up the stairs by Dylan. Unable to hold back any longer, Noah spat out a mouthful of blood once they reached the second floor, shocking Dylan.

“Noah!”

“Shh, quiet. Don’t let Madeline hear you.”

“What happened? Why did you suddenly spit out blood?” Dylan asked as he recalled Noah was doing well following a prior checkup.

“It’s nothing. My wound reopened.”

“There’s no way that could cause you to spit out blood! Let me check!” Dylan was panicking after seeing Noah’s condition. He quickly lifted up Noah’s shirt to examine the wound on his abdomen; blood had already seeped through the bandage. Upon removing the bandage, he finally noticed a tiny wound right above the original wound.

“You were hit by a Gold Thread?” Dylan widened his eyes in surprise after noticing the circular wound. The fine Gold Thread managed to stab through to the opposite side of Noah’s body. Without prompt medical attention, he could have lost his life.

it! Dylan thought to himself angrily. If he did

him once he was on his

alright.” Noah noticed Dylan’s worried look and

you know

but I didn’t think she’d be looking for

while taking out his medicine chest to

worse.

I have

if we’d been even a few minutes late, my life would’ve

“Thank you, Dylan.”

want to be thankful, then

“Alright.”

over the wound and replaced the bandage. As much as it

know you’re

I will do as

you buy me

I double the budget for

beamed, relieved that Noah was not babbling incoherently

be great if you could tend to her wounds. It’s not that I’m begging you.

on.”

“Of course!”

“Thanks a lot!”

don’t have to thank me,

exclaimed as he cheerfully lugged his medicine chest over to visit Madeline. Noah chuckled after seeing Dylan’s giddy stroll. Carefully, he got back up to his feet and slowly

the door to Madeline’s room was slightly ajar as the sight of

don’t you let me help?” Dylan knelt down with his medicine chest, clutching Madeline’s leg as he begged. Madeline, however, quickly

this on