Abusive Wife

Abusive Wife Chapter 55

Chapter 55

In the Maple Forest Villa.

Madeline sat at the bar in the living room. She scrutinized the gilded invitation card in her hand with mixed feelings.

My children’s birthday.

It was also the darkest day of her life.

She vaguely recalled the storm that day. Noah didn’t hear a word out of her as the rain came crashing down.

Angie Grant took precedence. He believed no one but her.

He was resolute in leaving her and the unborn children, condemning them to death.

Turbulent emotions rushed over her. She crumpled the invitation in her hand,

failing to notice that her knuckles had gone white.

The invitation had long since been scrunched up.

Her cell phone lit up when a notification came through. She was instantly grounded back to reality from her

whirlwind of emotions.

Thomas’s chat box popped up.

She was greeted with a photo of a pitiful Angie, carefully tugging at Noah.

It turned out Noah had brought the delicate little princess home. He must be distressed to see her ridiculed.

Yet, he never cared for Madeline or her children.

Yes, their survival was because they had

luck on their side.

What were you expecting, Madeline?

Having figured this out, Madeline heaved a long sigh of relief.

It was consolation twinged with disappointment.

She scrunched the invitation into a ball and tossed it aside, then got up and sat down on the sofa. Her fingers flew across the keyboard as she composed a text.

“Be careful in the Quincy household, brat. Stay away from Angie. Got it?”

“Don’t worry, Mom. I’m not letting that bad woman near me.”

“Good boy.”

obedient today. It

felt uneasy and sent

over.

you planning to deal

“Hehe, secret!”

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

just knew he wouldn’t be

sent another message, but Thomas decided to adopt the practice of not

made her

།།།།

the door as soon as

could.

Quincy residence.

switched his smartwatch to silent in his panic when he noticed the error of sending Madeline that text, and stuffed it neatly into his

recited a mantra to himself. Mom didn’t

breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed

messages.

Mom didn’t find

then took

people left in the yard were the bodyguards on

head downstairs to take

look.

the room with his beloved Baymax plushie

his scum of a father. There was, however, no one to be found when he

midnight. The servants of the household

when Thomas was going to be able to locate any of them with his short

worry came over him, a

kitchen this late at

he decided to go downstairs to

to find the person he was

woman tinkering with in the

in his

had showered as quickly as possible and prepared Noah some supper. Steak and red wine. What a

to conquer him

you doing, Auntie

sudden call took her by surprise. The wine in

doing behind me, little

night. She didn’t bother to keep up her act with no servants prowling about.

that Thomas wasn’t as good a kid as

you make, Auntie Angie? It smells

at

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