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.

was spinning. It took her some

a lot of beer in a bar. Elise came to look for her, and they probably went

of the accident, so she did not know anything

lap and buried his head

when she asked him

she was still feeling jealous, but those feelings

are my children. I’ve raised them myself. I shouldn’t have

You shouldn’t cry!” Madeline could see that Thomas and Colt’s eyes were bloodshot. She knew that they

“Mommy, we

worry,” Madeline said while gently pinching the back of Colt’s hand. “You two

clambered onto Madeline’s bed. “I want

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

pouted and said, “I’ll be a little baby for today. I can be a big boy

other side of

took off his shoes and

not ask why Mackenzie was not with them because she knew the little girl often had a mind of her own. She must have reasons for

boys like

Quixote!” Thomas said while raising

said, “Then how about Lord of the Rings? Or The Canterbury Tales? Mommy, I don’t think you’d want to tell us the story of The Ugly Duckling,

a suitable sci-fi story and read it

were very excited. However, they were five-year-olds

her phone vibrated. It was a reminder

I’ve made up my mind to divorce

Noah a call, but no one

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

entered the room. “Maddie, how do you

herself up in the bathroom. She glanced at the two children on the bed and placed