Abusive Wife

Abusive Wife Chapter 83

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.

reason why Thomas suddenly felt sorry for Noah was that he found

moments earlier to play around with

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

under the white

only then that

of a cold

wound.

only added oil to

glue onto the lashes he had plucked

plans were derailed by

to give

Upstairs. Bedroom.

under the covers when a notification came in

has

at the amount deposited into his account. He

you give me so

attached himself to his mother with all the innocence

turned to leave. “Be good and stay up here. Upgrade all your

son, but her heart

was

felt guilty for his scumbag father, but the one million dollars that his mother had given him

obediently did as he was told and

one capable of rivaling the

an attack system known as

got several Trojan horse gadgets

them were

Downstairs. Lounge.

injection and busied himself with

wounds.

still in

then… It was my fault.

as he kept calling

her.

was busy removing the gauze, frowned, “Damn, Noah. You’re so far

or not he should feel sorry for his friend or gloat at

he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t

at the woman’s

the ex-wife

“How is he?”

downstairs

best to conceal her worry but it was expressed through her eyes

“Not looking too good.”

so busy patching

up, he

raised his

but her

keep

you really hate

when the drowsy

had even grabbed onto her

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