Abusive Wife

Chapter 295 Thrills Are The Way Of Life

At the Golden Dome’s 88th floor.

“Daddy, Daddy, Mommy’s downstairs!” Thomas barged into Noah’s room in a frenzy after checking his positioning system.

Noah was lounging on the couch with Dylan patting on a layer of foundation onto his face.

“Daddy, are you trying to scare Mommy by pretending to be a zombie?” Thomas couldn’t bear the sight of his father and closed his eyes.

That prompted Dylan to take a second look. “The shade does seem a little off.”

Noah checked himself in the mirror. It wasn’t just “off”. He looked like he had white paint haphazardly smeared on his face.

“Dylan Felch!” He snarled at Dylan, who disappeared from the room after tossing the powder foundation aside.

Thomas urgently tugged on his father’s sleeve with a reminder. “Go wash up, Daddy. Mommy is almost here!”

“Mommy’s in the elevator, Daddy.” Colton poked his head into the room.

Noah sprang for the bathroom to wash his face and then changed into wet clothes.

The sight that greeted Madeline when she walked in was one where a pale-as-a-sheet Noah sat on the sofa soaking wet and staring off into space. He looked terrible.

Sitting next to him was the expressionless Mackenzie, who met her mother’s questioning gaze and shrugged.

Noah had promised to buy her the latest Princess Elsa figurine and agreed to take her on a trip around Imperia for the best snacks. That was why she agreed to act in their little play.

Thomas was one who loved fooling around. He grabbed Madeline’s hand after seeing her stare at Noah with clear suspicion. “Mommy, Daddy won’t take his medicine. Is he going to die?”

She was still skeptical until she felt his forehead for his temperature. He was indeed burning up.

“Why didn’t you take your meds?”

to care.” Noah looked up at her

eyes radiated innocence, overwhelming

was down in the dumps because

sad because you don’t care” were left stuck in his throat. He looked down, looking even worse

to take some responsibility for the matter too. She softened her tone. “Just take

his servant responded by

reach for it but instead stared at Madeline

but to take the pills

took his medicine

and Noah were left in

get changed. Maybe don’t take your body for a joke next time.” She couldn’t help but recall what happened

pulled him up to his feet to

however, was already calling for her

“What’s wrong?” She asked.

the door after having changed his clothes, though his

smug expression on his face was a clear message to

buttons.” He stood there as

a stilted laugh and

went, he’d follow. She would

mounted to a point where she had

slid across

had no choice but to hold back for fear that she’d find out that he was pretending to

her eyes after noticing the look on his face. She got on her tip-toes and with a twinkle in her

patted his chest and unintentionally or perhaps

boiled under his skin, clamoring

you need me to do?”

pushed her away. He murmured, disappointed, “I’m sorry, my

You’ll get better.” She took two steps back, somewhat convinced that

to send

do if a man