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.”

don’t have to tell me when my wife goes to the underground

for the past two weeks, you barely had time to eat. I can’t

I should do?”

send a message to Madeline because he wanted her to contact him instead, even if she was angry or

did not

on her arm in the

would only be relieved if

outside

gust of wind and found Madeline in the second-floor

video conference. She raised her head when she heard the door open, and she was

quickly and turned her head to Noah, standing at

shirt sleeve without any explanation. His heart skipped a

roll up her

hands. “What are

do you think I’m doing? I was only gone for two weeks, and look at what you did to yourself! What do

me.” Madeline did not want to argue with

by her feet, took her downstairs, stuffed her in the car, and told Wayne to start

floored the gas pedal, and the car sped

even have a single chance to

you so

me why I’m so angry? Of course, you don’t know why I’m so angry, because you don’t care for me at all!” Noah’s

despite the anger, Noah

string. Any

gaze toward the tablet that had been

that much, we can hold a joint press conference to announce that we’re divorced, and whatever I do has nothing to do with

very reasonable. Instead, Noah’s fires of anger

was like a trapped beast with nowhere

such a hurry to cut all ties with me? I don’t care who’s helping you now, but you can’t