Abusive Wife

Chapter 128

Due to the magnetic force, there was a growing number of cars stuck to the back of the truck. The truck was soon forced to slow down.

The line of vehicles behind the truck attracted the attention of a crowd.

The truck was quickly stopped.

Sitting inside the compartment, Madeline picked up on inaudible voices outside.

She put away the ring and sighed in relief to herself.

Madeline fell onto the ground as every energy left her.

With the door to the compartment opening, Madeline could finally breathe in the fresh air.

For the first time, the sun of the early winter felt so warm to Madeline.

“Are you alright, Ms. Grant? Your face…” Wayne was stunned the moment he saw Madeline.

Was this not Mrs. Quincy?

It explained why Mr. Quincy was willing to trade in all his shares in Quinton Corporation. It turned out Ms. Grant was Mrs. Quincy. Mrs. Quincy was not dead!

Shock was written all over Wayne’s face.

“Oh, you’re right. I’m not dead, but why are you here?” Madeline was surprised that Wayne came to her rescue.

“I’m here to save you on Mr. Quincy’s orders.”

Wayne carefully helped Madeline off the vehicle. He even brought her a down jacket.

Quitting the pleasantries, Madeline wore the jacket for warmth.

It was too chilly. It was like she went frozen all over.

“Where’s Noah? Where is he?” Where did the b*stard take Thomas? Madeline was most eager to find out. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

“Mr. Quincy…” Wayne was hesitant to speak.

“Mr. Quincy took the contract and went to North Hill to meet with Lone Wolf. He suspected Lone Wolf would play dirty and sent us to search for you all across the city. I managed to find you thanks to the strange tailgating incident just now.”

Wayne replied with the utmost respect and cautiously escorted Madeline to the heated car.

Now that he knew Madeline was Mrs. Quincy, Wayne demonstrated further courtesy and respect.

Others might not know this, but Wayne spent every waking day with Noah. He witnessed with his very own eyes that Mrs. Quincy had always been the queen of Mr. Quincy’s heart.

“What contract? Lone Wolf abducted me, so what did he want from Noah?” Madeline was both curious and puzzled.

She thought Noah hated her guts for taking the children away, so he abducted Thomas.

Why would he be threatened by Lone Wolf due to her being captured?

Madeline could not wrap his head around it.

“Um… Lone Wolf got you in his possession and demanded all the shares of Quinton Corporation in exchange. Mr. Quincy agreed to his terms…”

“What!” Madeline was in for a shock.

How come she was aware that she was worth a lot in Noah’s eyes?

Noah wanted her dead more than anything else a couple of hours ago.

The other bodyguards approached after apprehending the truck driver. Madeline realized there and then that Lone Wolf was no longer in the truck.

Did he go to meet Noah?

The lunatic was a wild card, and Noah could possibly be in danger!

“Mrs. Quincy, I should go and assist Mr. Quincy since you’re safe now. Lone Wolf is handling the job himself, so I’m a little worried about Mr. Quincy…”

“I’ll go with you!”

Madeline blurted.

“Um… Mrs. Quincy, Mr. Quincy wants your safe return once you’re found. Thomas is waiting for you at home. You don’t have to worry about him.”

“That won’t do! What if Noah is in danger? I would owe him a big one if he gave Quinton Corporation away. I don’t like owing favors!”

“But Mrs. Quincy…”

“Quit dilly-dallying and get in the car!”

“Yes, Mrs. Quincy.” Seeing that Madeline insisted, Wayne felt glad for his employer.

Mrs. Quincy must be worried about Mr. Quincy coming along on the mission.

It seemed Mrs. Quincy still had feelings for Mr. Quincy.

While his imagination ran wild, Wayne raced to the driver’s seat of the car.

He started the engine.

“Sit tight, Mrs. Quincy. We’re off!”

Sitting in the passenger’s seat, Madeline buckled up. The realization then hit her.

“Um, Mr. Hudson, your employer and I are a thing of the past. Can you stop

addressing me as Mrs. Quincy?”

“Sure, Mrs. Quincy.”

Speechless, Madeline put her hand against her head. She looked at Wayne’s blushing face, fighting back the words from coming out of her mouth.

Never mind. Finding Noah was a priority right now.

Noah must be keeping his electronic devices on since he went to stare danger in the face without Wayne.

Madeline reached out to grab her phone, only to remember that her phone was dropped when she passed out.

Realizing that, Madeline awkwardly recoiled her arm…

Behind the wheel, Wayne noticed

Madeline’s gesture and pulled out a phone from the glove box. He carefully put the phone in Madeline’s hand.

“Mrs. Quincy, Mr. Quincy got this phone for you. He said you might want to give Thomas a call when you’re rescued. You can use this.”

Madeline was dumbstruck.

Noah, the b*stard, was becoming more of a mystery to Madeline. He was callous and arrogant when he disappeared with Thomas, but now Noah allowed contact with Thomas and even told her Thomas’ location. Plus, he was giving up his entire inheritance to the psychotic Lone Wolf.

She could not figure him out.

By right, Noah should hate her and take it out on her for taking the children away

from him.

Yet, all signs pointed that he had her best interest in mind. He was protecting her.

Why?

The answer was beyond Madeline. She unlocked the phone and after much hesitation, she dialed Noah’s number.

A black SUV sped along the winding path on North Hill until it reached the church on the hilltop.

The SUV pulled up on the lawn of the church. Out stepped Noah’s slender leg when the door of the car was opened.

He wore a dark gray suit today, paired with a long wool overcoat. The outfit

brought out his aloofness and grace.

Following a twinkle in his profound eyes, Noah took strides into the church.

A man was devotedly praying on the ground in the church hall.

Noah drew close and took a seat behind the man, waiting quietly for the man to be done with his time with God.

A minute later, the man rose to his feet and turned around with a wicked grin on his face. He looked like a madman who had just escaped from hell.

It was a huge difference from the devout worshiper moments ago.

“Since you’re here, why don’t we join in prayer, Mr. Quincy?”

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