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.”

It felt surreal to see as

felt uneasy and sent

over.

planning

“Hehe, secret!”

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

he

and sent another message, but Thomas decided to adopt the practice of not replying after reading

worry made her pack up

།།།།

door

could.

Quincy residence.

in his panic when he noticed the error of sending Madeline that

recited a mantra to himself. Mom didn’t notice. Mom

breathed a sigh of relief when he

messages.

Mom didn’t find

relieved. He then took his

yard were the bodyguards

should head downstairs to

look.

the room with his beloved

father. There was, however, no one to be found when he got there. Even the

midnight. The

be able to

him, a delicious

was in the kitchen this

to go downstairs to

to find the person he was

woman

his

Noah some supper. Steak and

bound to conquer

you doing,

by surprise. The wine in her

doing behind me, little

act with no servants prowling about. She was ready to send the tray

a pity that Thomas wasn’t as good a kid as she

you make, Auntie Angie? It

at

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