Abusive Wife

Chapter 88

Noah could not imagine how much torment Suzette and Angie had inflicted on Madeline before when he saw the anger and relief in her eyes. Given her sweet and kind-hearted nature, she would not have hated the Grants as much otherwise. Hence, he wanted to chase the Grants out of Imperia as he knew it would make Madeline happy. It was also his way of making amends to the woman whose pain he had exacerbated. Not only did he neglect her all this while, but he was also

influenced by Angie to make Madeline’s life miserable.

“I can handle my affairs. There’s no need to trouble you, Mr. Quincy.” Madeline glanced at Noah and

decisively rejected his good intentions.

Even though he was disappointed at her refusal, he decided against forcing his way through. “All right, Ms. Grant. Just

say the word if you need my help.”

“Well, thank you,” she mumbled, nodding.

After a pause, which seemed like an eternity, Noah spoke to dispel the awkward silence that was starting to make him feel uncomfortable. “Ms. Grant, I’m curious, what happened between you and the Grant family?”

Madeline was taken aback by Noah’s sudden question, and a flicker of panic passed through her watery eyes. However, it disappeared in an instant. She said casually, “It’s just some cliched plot. A nobleman like you won’t be interested.” Her curt reply suggested that she had no intention of elaborating.

life a living hell if he finds out my true identity.

concrete evidence to prove that it’s Angie’s

was persistent in his questioning. Despite knowing that revealing Madeline’s identity would be disastrous, he wanted to

It’s a pity

reminded of your

to stay on, Madeline made

first.” She quickly set her glass on the

I’m leaving too!” Noah was caught off-guard by her sudden departure. He fumbled with his glass and quickly stood up to chase after

her hand and quickened her pace as she called out, “It’s a wonderful event. Look at all the beautiful ladies around. You should stay and enjoy

figure fade from view, the man yelled angrily, “Madeline Grant!” It was the first time someone had rejected his

half an hour later. Before she could get

young boy rushing down the stairs. “You are home, Mommy! You were gone for a few hours! Look how thin I’ve become

you have gained weight instead, Thomas. You’ve been well-fed lately, haven’t you? Since

a lot heavier since I last saw him. I can hardly lift him any longer. What nerve does he have to

exaggerate a little when I’m love sick.” Thomas buried himself in Madeline’s neck

brat! I wonder who taught you the sweet talkings.” She pinched her son’s cheeks once