Abusive Wife

Chapter 292 Good Morning, Mr. Quincy

Noah’s legs felt like jelly after being in the bathtub for a long time. He almost tripped getting out of the bathtub.

Madeline took a step forward to help him, pulling him into her arms. Noah staggered to his feet, but he was too weak to stand on his own. “I’m sorry. I can’t seem to stand up straight.”

His wet skin felt cool to the touch at first, but within seconds he turned hot from his rising body temperature. She touched his forehead and it felt burning hot. He must be having a fever from the sudden temperature change.

“Did Dylan prescribe any medication for you? Why are you taking an ice bath?” She asked, concerned.

“I feel terrible,” Noah mumbled, as he held her tightly and began to stroke her back, “I don’t want to take any medicine.”

Madeline struggled to stop him. She wanted to slap him on the back, but instead, her slap landed on his hips. The slap was loud and clear, and she could feel the perfectly round shape of his bottom, as well as how soft it was.

At the same time, Noah moaned with pleasure. He seemed very different to her today.

“Oh, you’ve been naughty,” he said, as he lifted her so their bodies pressed against each other. She could feel his body heat against every inch of her body.

He felt so hot to the touch, especially where their hips met. She wondered briefly if Dylan had lied to her earlier.

Seconds later, the heat dissipated, and Noah took a step back, leaning on the bathtub. He was frustrated. Madeline asked, “Are you…unable to get hard?”

sorry for him, and she tapped him on his shoulder to

you mind?” he glanced up at her,

immediately answered, worried about hurting his

how much you love me.” She blinked, wondering how he got to the

How could anyone break this handsome man’s heart when he had only found out he was unable

on Madeline. She wanted to move away, but he looked at her like she had lied

shivered. Madeline got back to her senses; if they had stayed here

with her hairpin and helped Noah to the bed. Sleepy, he almost fell onto the bed, but she caught him before he did. He was wet

he did not respond. She sighed and took off all his clothes. With his body exposed in full

erection. She felt sorry for him again, as she tucked

bedroom door was locked.

couch. She noticed the room temperature was getting lower, so she checked the air

tried to adjust the temperature, but it was stuck. She wondered if Dylan was

on the couch for a few minutes, she sneezed and decided she had to get into bed with Noah. She had to attend the charity dinner tomorrow, so she could not afford to

so comfortable that she almost couldn’t get

her gently. She was not used to him acting like this and

she plastered on a smile. He moved closer and kissed her in reply. She was startled, and her face turned red. “It’s

was how he looked lying in