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.

if he finds out

to prove

Madeline’s identity would be disastrous, he wanted to satiate

idea you were a nosy parker. Mr. Quincy, you have a fantastic imagination. It’s a pity that you aren’t

of your unhappy past, I won’t make you

to stay on, Madeline made

a little tired. I shall make a move first.”

her sudden departure. He fumbled with his

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

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

an hour later. Before she could get out of her stilettos, she

down the stairs. “You are home, Mommy! You were gone for a few hours! Look how thin

to her leg and teased, “You look like you have gained weight instead, Thomas. You’ve been well-fed lately, haven’t you? Since when did you learn

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

exaggerate a little when I’m love sick.” Thomas buried

I wonder who taught you the sweet