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.

easily. She lifted her

she heard the

soft voice rang

feel herself

ran up to

picked him up and held him in his

scared.” Noah hugged Thomas and reassured the young boy with

half an hour ago that the butler

an inexplicable pain wash

It hurt.

afraid of the storm. He used to keep it to himself and endured by hiding away in the

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

how gentle Noah’s hold

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

Colton’s voice. Fortunately, she

You… You’re home? I was

looked emotional as she lunged to grab the child’s hand only

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

instinctive dodging drew Noah’s

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

It was always me who

eyes were red and

hesitated for a

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

today. Can I not sleep in the

I ever made you sleep in the attic?”

nearly

recovered in time and kept her

look on his face was not

in the attic? He’s the precious child of the household. I’m also his

despised the brat in

brat stayed wide awake whenever it rained and caused her to lose her beauty sleep. It was, as they say, out of sight, out

Noah was now a mess. Was this little bastard trying

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