Abusive Wife

Chapter 53

“Ms. Angie, have you forgotten me already? I sacrificed a hand for you, you know! I was so sad about that too!” Asher blocked Angie’s way with his remaining hand, staring fixedly at her with a mixture of derision and anger.

His accusing gaze made Angie feel cold all over.

“Asher Walter, is it? Evidently, you want to lose your other hand as well, don’t you?”

“Bitch, please. You have some nerve, talking all high and mighty like that; you’re nothing underneath all your fancy trappings. Do you really think you’re still a princess on a throne? Nonsense! Grab her, boys. Today I’m going to get some payback for that missing hand of mine!”

Asher’s eyes kindled with pleasure at the thought of finally being able to exact

his revenge. He gestured, and several men grabbed hold of Angie, holding her fast.

“What are you doing? Let go of me! Let me go!” Angie had never dreamed that she would encounter an enemy upon going out today and was thrown into a panic.

She still wanted to marry into the Quincy family; she could not afford to lose a hand! That was unthinkable!

Frightened, she struggled furiously, but Asher’s men held onto her firmly and dragged her toward the back of the bar.

“Where are you taking me? Let go of me now! Help!” Angie shrieked, dropping her dignity entirely. However, all the onlookers were watching the drama unfold with great entertainment; none of them cared about her fate. Even those

who had previously championed her as Imperia’s charitable princess merely watched, smirking with derision as she was hauled off.

At this point, Angie was overcome with terror. She could not allow herself to be ruined by these worthless bastards!

Just as she was about to be dragged to the back door of the bar, she suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure. Immediately she screamed, “Madeline!”

Madeline had only just stepped into the bar with Albert when she heard someone shrieking her name. She turned to see who it was, only to

discover that it was Angie.

How serendipitous!

“What’s going on, Ms. Angie? Have you inadvertently offended someone?”

with a faint smile

me please! I’ll owe you a favor if you do!” Angie pleaded, her eyes never leaving Madeline’s face. She knew she was embarrassing herself, but

to settle between ourselves. I’m asking you, please, don’t get involved.” Before Madeline

to the stump of Asher’s missing hand. With a sigh of regret, she murmured, “Ms. Angie,

She gave Angie an embarrassed, awkward

permission to proceed and pulled Angie toward the back

Angie’s shrieks echoed through

as stupid as ever. Have you forgotten my name is also Madeline? You stole that other Madeline’s husband and children. You even

“You…you’re Madeline?” Angie’s world

upside down! What on earth did Madeline

actually her sister,

for ages; what was this woman talking about? How could her sister Madeline come back from the dead? It was

an eye on things. Don’t let them kill her; we still have unfinished business between us!” She instructed Albert quietly, watching the back

“Yes, Ms. Madeline.” Albert

orders, then threaded his way around the milling

seated herself at the

and ordered

she did occasionally enjoy watching people hustling and bustling about. It was a reminder that she was still

on her phone. She checked it immediately; she was quite sure it

Thomas had

beloved son’s been

of

back immediately.

I’m sure. I was the one who came up with the kidnapping

momentarily bereft of speech. Now she knew beyond doubt that her young punk of a son had a hand in the matter. In fact, ever since Thomas visited the Quincy household and left it so hurriedly,

was why she

angry, ok? Your little angel’s already made 10

how wealthy my scumbag of a daddy is. I

back a reply. “Err…good luck with

you, Mommy!”