Abusive Wife

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.

so easily.

the second floor when she heard the sound of thumping steps down the hallway

a soft voice rang

feel herself

Thomas Grant ran up

picked him up and

I’m home. Daddy’s here. Don’t be scared.” Noah hugged Thomas and reassured

that the butler

inexplicable pain wash over

It hurt.

afraid of the storm. He used to keep it

had finally spoken up, but his so-called father had

hold was while

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 met by the sight

she heard Colton’s voice. Fortunately, she was quick to regulate her

You’re home? I was so

looked emotional as she lunged to grab the child’s hand only to be met by his

bad woman who

dodging drew Noah’s

excited Angie who was soaked to the bone. “I’ll take care of

was always me who accompanied him whenever it rained in the

eyes were red and

hesitated for a

he could speak, the child in his arms shrank. He seemed to eye her with

here with me today. Can I not sleep in

nonsense again. When have I ever

nearly exposed

recovered in time and kept

was no fool. The look on his

him sleep in the attic? He’s the precious child of the

the brat in front

him in the attic if it weren’t for the fact that the brat stayed wide awake whenever it rained and caused her to lose her beauty sleep. It was, as they say, out of sight, out

gentle and nurturing image to move Noah was now a mess. Was this little