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?”

depressed to care.” Noah looked up

radiated

You’ll get better.” She thought that he was down in the dumps because he couldn’t

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

take some responsibility for the

his servant responded by handing him

didn’t reach for it but instead

had no choice but to take the pills and

Noah took his medicine and ushered the three

Noah were

joke next time.” She couldn’t help but

as she pulled him up to his feet

was already calling for her

“What’s wrong?” She asked.

having changed his clothes, though his top

recently?” The smug expression on his face was a clear message to her

me with the buttons.” He stood there as if

gave a stilted laugh and

trailed behind her. Wherever she went, he’d follow. She would

to a point where she had no choice but

occasionally slid across skin. Noah

have her in his arms but had no choice but to hold back for fear that she’d find out that he

on her tip-toes and

and unintentionally or perhaps intentionally scraped over a sensitive bit of

His blood boiled under his skin, clamoring for him

do you need me to do?” She

her before he finally pushed her away. He murmured, disappointed,

She took two steps back, somewhat convinced

to

to do if a man