Abusive Wife

Chapter 83

“Huh? Noah’s injured? He has a fever?!”

Dylan Felch was nestled in a quilt

cocoon when he received the news

from Madeline. He nearly leaped off the bed.

His drowsiness was gone like the wind.

He grabbed his kit with him and drove straight to the Maple Forest Villa.

“What happened? When did he get injured? Why didn’t anyone notify me?!”

He anxiously rang the doorbell, and before Madeline opened the door, he was spitting out question after question.

“Uh…”

“You should go see for yourself.”

Madeline welcomed him in and for a moment was at a loss as to how to explain Noah’s injury.

She could only change the subject and lead him inside.

Dylan had no intention of pursuing the matter at her deflection and raced right into the lounge.

“Come, Colt. We can play upstairs. Uncle Dylan needs to give your Daddy an injection. We shouldn’t disturb him.”

Madeline watched Thomas lying on Noah as the child attempted to grab at his father’s eyelashes, and hurriedly smiled and waved to him.

She immediately removed the brat from the scene before Dylan could say a thing.

Noah’s wounds were fresh!

Redressing his wounds would be a bloody sight!

It was better for Thomas to not be exposed to any of it!

She wasn’t about to traumatize her son with the sight of blood.

“Okay!”

Madeline had been afraid the child

would refuse to listen to her but he readily agreed.

He had even cast a distressed look at Noah before he went upstairs.

Madeline took it all in and was

surprised. She couldn’t help but suspect that her son had been switched.

After all, Thomas only felt resentment for Noah.

He, very smoothly, referred to the man as his scumbag father.

have imagined that the reason why Thomas suddenly felt

climbed onto his father moments earlier to

when he accidentally pressed down against his lower abdomen, and Noah, who was unconscious, frowned

faintly under

only then that he realized

weak not because of a cold but due to

wound.

little action had only

of guilt, put glue onto the lashes he had plucked and tried to

were derailed by Madeline

had to give

Upstairs. Bedroom.

the covers when a notification came

has

the amount deposited into his account.

why did you give me so much money? Did you increase

himself to his mother with all the innocence of a

good and stay up here. Upgrade all your equipment. Didn’t you

instructing her son, but her heart was already

she was gone like the

the one million dollars that his

decided to stop fooling around and obediently did as he was

capable of rivaling the firewall

system

gadgets he had long had his

them were dear

Downstairs. Lounge.

Noah an IV injection

wounds.

still in a daze

was my fault. I’m

as he kept

her.

the gauze, frowned, “Damn,

unsure whether or not he should feel sorry

his own eyes, he wouldn’t

at the woman’s

woman was also the ex-wife

“How is he?”

came downstairs

She tried his best to conceal her worry but it was expressed through her

“Not looking too good.”

was so busy

up, he

even raised his

mien betrayed nothing but her heartstrings were

you keep avoiding me,

really hate

intensified when the drowsy Noah

even grabbed onto her