Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 212

Brúce seemed to have made up his mind and his attitude was very determined.

“Sir, if all these things are sold, then I’m afraid we won’t have another chance!” It was the first time Kingsley had seen such a determined attitude from Bruce

The Grant family’s current situation was more than clear to him, and only by successfully making the project in Shallow Bay development could they truly flip over.

Once abandoned, the project was sold cheaply, and all the previous investment will be lost, not to mention, will cause the Grant family no longer had projects to do.

Nobody in Imperia was willing to cooperate with the Grant family, but if they would able to succeed on this project, their future might be expected better.

If they just give up, it’s equal to digging their own graves, even though they had money from the trade,

“I have decided, we need to live in the first place so that we can find our chance. Do you understand my words? I want you to live, Kingsley!”

Bruce grabbed Kingsley and roared hysterically.

He didn’t know why, but his restless heart suddenly had an idea when he heard that Kingsley was going to die for him.

In his whole life, he had a wife and children, but never met someone who treated him so sincerely.

He did not want to lose.

Didn’t want to lose again!

“Sir, I heard you, I will listen to you!”

“That’s right, why are you still standing there, why don’t you hurry up and do it!”

‘Good, I’ll go right away!” Kingsley wiped away a handful of tears, rolled and crawled to get up, and went out the door.

Madeline was a little drowsy in the car on the way back and fell asleep without realizing it.

When I woke up again, I found myself being held in Noah’s arms and just stepped into Maplewood Villa.

She rubbed her eyes in a daze and struggled to move, but the hold was even tighter.

“Don’t move, you will fall.” Noah felt the little woman in his arms squirming, tightened his hug, and came to her ear whispering.

in her ears

me go, I’m going to get

softly, struggling

“Ah!”

a little purposely. She thought she was going to

you did

“It’s just my butterfingers.”

that?” He was getting good at speaking

to order him to quickly put her down, but paused as Mr. Charles

quickly

That was quite awkward.

help but

you’re back!” Mr. Charles was carrying a tray with a

It looked like medicine.

soup medicine specially sent by Mr. Dylan, saying that it is especially for your health, it had just been boiled. You might as well drink it while it

handed the tray in

afternoon when he heard from Dylan that Mr. Noah was injured,

medicine was especially for Mr. Noah, he carefully boiled

hours.

it as

I’m not going

you by Dr. Dylan, it must be good for your injury. Please listen to

continued to persuade, worrying about

being stubborn, Mr. Charles carefully glanced at

she was

you drink it, after all, your body does need

fine.”

mouth, be a good boy……” Madeline said, as she already pulled him aside to sit down on the sofa. Before he

care of Thomas and Zeke, it’s not

react, Noah who had always been cold,

so bitter, can I just take a sip?”

for you, finish it and I’ll give you candy later.” Madeline continued to feed

really unpleasant, but Noah rarely saw Madeline acting so gently, he followed what was

“Okay.”