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 at her

eyes radiated innocence,

get better.” She thought that he was down in

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

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

and his servant responded by

but instead stared at Madeline

take the pills and fetch him a

as Noah took his medicine

were left in the

body for a joke next time.” She couldn’t help but recall what happened last night as

she pulled him up to his feet to get

was already calling for her two

“What’s wrong?” She asked.

changed his clothes, though his

his face was a clear message

buttons.” He stood there as if all was right

stilted laugh and

nothing more as he trailed behind her. Wherever she went, he’d follow. She would be faced with chiseled pectorals

where she had no

fingertips occasionally slid across skin. Noah audibly

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

her tip-toes

patted his chest and unintentionally or perhaps intentionally scraped

blood boiled under his skin, clamoring for

me to do?” She asked

searing gaze bore into her before he finally pushed her away. He murmured, disappointed, “I’m sorry, my wife. I can’t reciprocate

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

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