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

uneasy and

over.

you planning to deal

“Hehe, secret!”

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

he wouldn’t be

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

worry made her pack

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the door

could.

Quincy residence.

in his panic when he noticed the error of sending Madeline

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

a while and breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed Madeline hadn’t sent

messages.

Mom didn’t

He then took his binoculars to

people left in the yard were the bodyguards on duty. Everyone must be inside by

head downstairs to take

look.

the room with

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

It was also currently midnight. The servants

knew when Thomas was going to be able to locate any of

over him, a delicious

kitchen

to go downstairs to

downstairs to find the person he was

woman tinkering with in the

his

some supper. Steak and red wine. What a wonderful night

bound to conquer

you doing,

surprise. The wine in her hand

are you doing behind me,

with no servants prowling

that Thomas wasn’t as good a kid

Auntie Angie? It smells

at

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