Abusive Wife

Abusive Wife Chapter 18

Chapter 18 What a Show

Angie looked absolutely wretched, which had Noah frowning at the sight.

“Wayne, go help.”

Wayne Hudson immediately took an umbrella and got out of the car to help her up.

Angie hadn’t expected to be left out in the cold. Noah had sent Wayne to her side instead of assisting her himself.

Her eyes reddened.

She felt resentful, but at least she achieved her objective.

Angie endured her grievances as she was escorted inside.

The car stopped before the porch, away from the raging storm. Noah then got out of the car.

He had just gotten out when Angie ran up and leaned against him. “You’re finally home, Noah. I heard that Colt was missing. I got worried…”

Her face was wet with rain. She looked every bit anxious with her red-rimmed eyes.

She reached out to grab his hand but he was quick to dodge.

He looked askance at her. The look in his eyes was one of mixed feelings but it eventually gave way to a hint of tenderness. “Have Ms. Grant change her clothes.”

“No. Where is Colt? It’s storming outside. I’m worried!”

Angie caught a glimpse of tenderness in Noah’s eyes and decided to strike while the iron was hot in her excitement.

She refused. Despite being drenched by the rain, she wanted to give him a show.

“Do as I say!”

“Noah…”

Angie wanted to say more but he passed her and headed straight upstairs.

she wouldn’t give up quite so easily. She lifted her drenched skirt and trailed

heard the sound of thumping

soft

feel

Daddy!” Thomas Grant ran up to Noah with his arms

picked him up and held him

be scared.” Noah hugged Thomas

half an hour ago that the butler found Colton in the corner

felt an inexplicable pain wash

It hurt.

been afraid of the storm. He used to keep it to himself

but his so-called

gentle Noah’s hold was

wound his small arms tightly around Noah’s neck and rested his head on his shoulder. He was just thinking of riding the scum of the human as a means to rest, only to be

skipped a beat when she heard Colton’s voice. Fortunately, she

You’re home? I was

as she lunged to grab the child’s hand

want a bad

instinctive dodging drew Noah’s

Angie who was soaked to the bone.

tonight. It was always me who accompanied him whenever it

eyes were red and

for a split

the child in his arms shrank. He seemed to eye her with great

me today. Can I not sleep in

have I ever made you

had nearly

and

was no fool. The look on

He’s the precious child of the

absolutely despised the brat

awake whenever it rained

image to move Noah was now a mess. Was this little bastard trying to tear her

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