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?”

Noah looked

radiated innocence, overwhelming

Dylan’s skilled. You’ll get better.” She thought that he was down in the dumps because he couldn’t get it up

stuck in his throat. He looked down, looking

knew she had to take some responsibility for the matter

and his servant responded by

but instead stared at Madeline with bated

the pills and fetch him a glass of

took his medicine and ushered the three

were left in the

She couldn’t help but

her cheeks heating up as she pulled him

however, was already calling for her two minutes

“What’s wrong?” She asked.

his clothes, though his top sat askew, exposing

develop some kind of exhibitionist kink recently?” The smug expression on his face was a clear message to her that

there as

laugh and

trailed behind her. Wherever she went, he’d follow. She would be faced with chiseled

to a point where she had no choice but

across

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

her tip-toes and with a twinkle in her eye, whispered into

and unintentionally or perhaps intentionally scraped

under his skin, clamoring for him to

need me to do?” She

finally pushed her away. He

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

to send

to do if a man