Abusive Wife

Abusive Wife Chapter 159

Back at Maple Forest Villa, Madeline Grant was having a rare good night’s sleep. She felt a warm embrace surrounding her the entire night, much like a glowing bonfire in the middle of winter. She had slept soundlessly without a single nightmare all the way until dawn. As she finally stirred and rubbed her eyes sleepily, she realized that she was indeed hugging a real-life heater in the form of Noah Quincy. She found her hand cradling his chin and her leg shamelessly curled around his waist.

She was immediately awake in an instant! What was going on?! She retracted her arm from his chin, contemplating her escape options, but Noah grabbed hold of her hand before she could do anything else.

“Did you sleep well last night, wifey?” Noah smirked cheekily as he held onto

her hand tightly.

“Noah Quincy! How did you end up on my bed?!” Madeline was enraged. She had allowed him to stay over last night out of the kindness of her heart, but he took advantage of that and wormed his way into her bed in the middle of the night. Last night, she made the decision to return home from the hospital after Suzette was apprehended, as she was worried about little Colton who was still waiting at home. Both her doctors, Andy and Dylan, had cleared her to return home, but Noah was overly concerned and insisted on following her back home. Madeline knew she would not win an argument against Noah, so she quickly agreed to it. After all, she did feel bad leaving him on a sofa in the hospital with his own head wound to deal with. However, she definitely did not agree to share a bed with this douchebag! Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Wifey, take a good look. You’re on MY bed,” Noah said as he turned over to lie on his side like a mermaid, with one hand supporting his head. The covers slipped to waist level, revealing his sculpted upper body in all its glory. His muscles were firm and taut in all the right places, and he was a sight to behold even with some parts of his body covered in bandages from his injury. It was then when

Madeline realized Noah was trying to seduce her with his topless body, and she was falling right into his trap!

“It’s alright, honey. If you ever find yourself having a hard time falling asleep, just know that my bed is always here, together with me of course. You can always hug me to sleep,” Noah winked at Madeline who was in a daze. It was only when Noah waved a hand at her that she snapped back to reality.

“No one wants to hug you to sleep! Keep on dreaming, Noah!” Madeline retorted as she blushed profusely. As she gradually came back to her senses, she was embarrassed to realize that she was indeed in Noah’s bedroom, not hers. Also, she was the one who had made the rooming arrangements. She was supposed to be on the second floor, while Noah stayed on the third. How did she end up here?!

She recalled warning Noah not to even think about coming near her room, but had she been the one to sneak in his room in the middle of the night and fall asleep in his bed? She felt a little dishonorable, if she was being honest with herself.

“That’s not right, honey! We need to have dreams so that they can potentially come true, just like last

night,” he said bright-eyed, hopeful that

something could still blossom between them.

“Oh, don’t worry yourself, Noah. Your dream will never come true, so I recommend you start coming up with new dreams instead,” Madeline huffed, staring Noah down. “Since you’re up, remember to put on something warmer, don’t catch a cold,” she tried to sound as nonchalant as possible as she handed Noah a sweater before finding an excuse to leave his room.

Madeline felt her cheeks burning as she took the stairs down. She still could not figure out how she ended up at Noah’s room last night. She jogged back to her own room and switched on her laptop,

accessing the surveillance footage of the house. She rapidly scrolled through the footage backward, hoping to find the moment in question. As she was just about to put on her detective hat,

Thomas trudged in her bedroom cheerfully, clutching his own kid laptop.

“Mommy, did you and Daddy make up? Can I get a little sister now?” he pleaded hopefully.

“… Why do you say so, honey?” Madeline had a bad feeling about this.

“I was looking through the camera footage just now trying to find Baymax, but then I saw you going into Daddy’s room in the middle of the night,” Thomas explained animatedly. “If you have another baby, I want a baby sister, deal?”

Thomas switched his own laptop on, his eyes gleaming bright and hopeful. Being the youngest of Madeline’s three triplets, he had always wanted a little sister to play with. He did not expect his wish to come true so soon, how

exciting!

“Hey, Thomas. Don’t get ahead of yourself,” Madeline chided. “It’s all a big misunderstanding. I’m not back together with your father. I just went over to his room to get something.”

Yes, that was going to be her excuse. It was her own house after all, so it was not unreasonable for her to enter her own guest room. Madeline smacked her lips as she thought it through, pleased with her own reasoning.

“But Mommy, you never came out of Daddy’s room once you went in. The next time you came out of the room was the next morning, just minutes ago! Mommy, you’re not to bluff your own son, are you?” he asked, eyeing his mother suspiciously.

“Of course not!” Madeline refused to

make eye contact with her son.

“So when can I have a baby sister?” Thomas brought the topic up once

more.

“Uhh… Let’s talk about this again when your Daddy is better,” Madeline brushed her son off.

“Yay! A deal’s a deal, Mommy. Don’t even think of bluffing me just because I’m a small kid,” he warned cheekily.

“Mhmm,” Madeline nodded compliantly, hoping to end the topic. It was getting harder to placate her children as they grew older. However, before she could relax, Thomas started talking again.

“Daddy, you heard the woman! My little sister depends on you now!” Thomas said cheerily.

Daddy? Madeline felt a sense of dread

as she heard the words come out of her son’s mouth. That could only mean one thing, she thought as she slowly turned around to find herself face to face with Noah’s devilishly handsome smirk. Her knees turned weak as she caught Noah looking right at her. Thomas! How could you set Mummy up like that! she cried internally.

“Alright, Daddy will try his best to give Thomas a baby sister,” there was a determined edge to Noah’s voice.

“Yay!” Thomas did a happy dance on the spot, completely forgetting about his laptop on the table, before running out to look for Colton.

Noah was wearing nothing but a button- down cardigan with only the bottom few buttoned up, revealing his toned,

sculpted pecs. He took a step toward

Madeline, closing the distance between them. In one swift move, he picked up Thomas’ laptop on the sofa and took his place next to Madeline as he observed the footage still playing on the screen.

Ahh, my wife is so adorable! Noah thought to himself as he watched Madeline in the footage sleepwalking toward his room.

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