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.”

Thomas seemed too obedient today. It felt surreal

felt uneasy and sent another

over.

are you planning

“Hehe, secret!”

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

just knew he wouldn’t be that

but Thomas decided to adopt the practice of not replying

worry made her pack up her

།།།།

door as soon

could.

Quincy residence.

noticed the error

to himself. Mom

phone again after a while and breathed a sigh of relief when he

messages.

alarm. Mom didn’t

was relieved. He then took his binoculars

the bodyguards on duty. Everyone must

head downstairs to take

look.

out of the room with his beloved

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

large. It was also currently midnight. The servants of the household had

able to locate any

came over him, a delicious

kitchen this late

he decided to go downstairs to have

to find the person he

was that horrible woman tinkering with in the

in his curiosity, approached

some supper. Steak and red wine. What

bound to conquer him

you

by surprise. The wine in her hand nearly

you doing behind

late at night. She didn’t bother to keep up her act with no servants prowling about. She was ready to send the tray up to

wasn’t as good a kid as she wanted him to

did you make, Auntie Angie? It smells

up at

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