Abusive Wife

Chapter 302 Wayne Had to Do It

Noah sat in his office in the Quinton Corporation. His expression gradually darkened as he browsed the news headlines.

“Socialite Drinks the Night Away! Is This the Fate of A Disgraced Woman?”

“Quincy’s Lovers Meet at Nightclub. One Happy, the Other Sad.”

“Quincy’s Ex Late Night Bar Excursion. Beaten and Bruised?”

“Rendezvous With Handsome Guy. Quincy’s Ex Ready to Start Anew?”

“What the heck is going on?” Noah slammed the table. He had been busy with one of his businesses in another country for about two weeks. When he returned, those were the headlines he saw!

The assistant and bodyguard turned their heads toward Wayne. Wayne had no choice but to explain, “After you told me to announce the engagement between you and Annalise, rumors of you divorcing Ms. Madeline have been spreading all over the Internet. After Annalise was seen frequently looking for you at the office, the paparazzi had a field day. They say that you’re neglecting Ms. Madeline.”

Wayne’s voice gradually became softer as Noah’s expression became more and more ghastly.

“I wanted you to tell me why Madeline was frequenting bars and getting hurt! Why have you never told me about that?”

If he had known that she was feeling miserable about his absence, he would have explained it to her.

Noah could not be bothered to wait for Wayne’s explanation. He took the car keys and left the office.

Wayne hurriedly followed behind him.

“Ms. Madeline told me not to tell you. She said there’s nothing between you and her anymore because you’re going to marry another woman soon. She warned me if she caught me spying on her, she’ll sue the both of us.”

“If that’s the extent of your abilities, I’ll have you banished to the mines,” Noah said impassively as they sat in the car.

Wayne hastily added, “I continued to spy on Ms. Madeline despite the warnings, and I discovered that she didn’t go to the bar to drink. Instead, she’s been frequenting the underground boxing gym beneath the car.”

you don’t have to tell me when my wife goes to

time to eat. I can’t

what I should do?”

not send a message to Madeline because he wanted her to contact him instead, even

she did not send

saw the bruise on her arm

only be relieved if she was

outside

into the villa like a gust of wind

and she was surprised to see Noah, whom she had not seen for the

the call quickly and turned her head to Noah, standing at

up her shirt sleeve without any explanation. His heart skipped a beat when he saw the bruises on

began to roll up

hands. “What are

look at what you did to yourself! What do you intend?” Noah said angrily.

argue with him. She sat on the

her downstairs, stuffed her in the car, and told

not waste any time. He floored the gas

have

you so angry, Mr.

I’m so angry, because you don’t care for me at all!” Noah’s eyes became even more bloodshot

the anger, Noah was

like a string. Any

tablet that had been flung carelessly on the seat. She

joint press conference to announce that we’re divorced, and whatever I do

thought she was being very reasonable. Instead, Noah’s fires of anger raged

trapped beast with nowhere

ties with me? I don’t care who’s helping you now, but you