Abusive Wife

Chapter 323 How Is Wayne?

It was almost dawn by the time the doctors finished operating on Noah’s arm and extracted the bullet.

The villa had been cleaned up. There were no traces of the attack.

The men in black were handed over to the police. Before that, Noah’s bodyguards had interrogated them and obtained the information they wanted.

Those men were under Trenton’s hire, and their target was Noah and no one else. That was why they did not pursue Mackenzie even though they saw her head down the corridor to the basement.

That was the information they had so far. Interrogations were still ongoing for the culprits of the truck accident that happened earlier in the day.

Noah went to the basement safe room, feeling slightly uneasy. When he saw his daughter sleeping soundly, he could not resist gently kissing her cheek.

My daughter is brave and intelligent. She’s even better than my bodyguards!

“Daddy, your arm is hurt,” Mackenzie mumbled groggily. Even though she was barely awake, she remained concerned about Noah’s injuries. She touched his right arm which had just been bandaged.

“It doesn’t hurt at all, sweetie. You should sleep for a little more,” Noah said. He knew that she slept very late last night, and it was important for a little girl to get enough sleep.

“Sleep with me, Daddy.” Mackenzie hugged Noah’s arm and did not want to let go.

Noah had a lot of work waiting for him in the study, but when his eyes met Mackenzie’s pleading gaze, he decided to leave that for later, flipped the blanket over, and crawled onto the bed next to Mackenzie.

He was ecstatic because his daughter had finally decided to call him “Daddy.”

Also, he had just received an update from Dylan. Madeline was awake, and her vital signs were normal.

He closed his eyes and relaxed. What he did not see was Madeline hugging a robot puppet that did not belong to her.

woke up, her head was spinning. It took her some time to recall what happened

drinking a lot of beer in a bar. Elise came to look for

of the accident,

pounced onto her lap and buried his

her son was feeling guilty about choosing to stay when she asked him if he wanted to

jealous, but those feelings were

children. I’ve raised them myself. I shouldn’t have suspected that

eyes were bloodshot. She knew that they did not sleep well last night, and she felt sorry

to her and took her hand. “Mommy,

Don’t worry,” Madeline said while gently pinching the back of Colt’s hand. “You two should

Madeline’s bed. “I

big boy now, and you don’t want to go to kindergarten anymore? Big boys don’t need their mommies to coax them to sleep, do they?” Madeline said

little baby for

patted the other side of the bed and

delight. He took off

why Mackenzie was not with them because she knew the little girl often had a mind of

it to me one day. Even if the boys like Noah more than me, they’re here

the story of Don Quixote!” Thomas said while raising his

how about Lord of the Rings? Or The Canterbury Tales? Mommy, I don’t think

found a suitable sci-fi story and read it

five-year-olds with short attention spans, and they

with them for some time until her phone vibrated. It was

I’ve made up my mind to

a call, but no one

send him a message. “Find some time so we can

room. “Maddie, how

glanced at the two children on the bed and placed a finger to her