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.

up quite so easily. She lifted her drenched skirt and trailed

hadn’t even reached the second floor when she heard the sound of thumping steps down the

soft voice

could feel herself

home, Daddy!” Thomas Grant ran up to Noah with

him up and held him

be scared.” Noah hugged Thomas and reassured the young boy with a rare show of

ago that the butler

felt an inexplicable

It hurt.

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

finally spoken up, but his so-called father had

felt how gentle Noah’s hold

shoulder. He was just thinking of riding the scum of the human as a means to rest, only to be

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

You’re home?

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

with beautiful women but he didn’t want a bad woman who was dripping wet, even if she looked good, to touch

instinctive dodging drew

soaked to the bone. “I’ll take

just found Colt. Please let me stay by his side tonight. It was always

were red and

for a

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

me today. Can I not

you go saying nonsense again. When have I ever

nearly

recovered in time and kept her

however, was no fool. The look on

in the attic? He’s the precious child of the household.

the brat in front

wouldn’t have locked 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

use her gentle and nurturing image to move Noah was