Chapter 175: Abusive Wife Chapter 175

Chapter 175 Something about Joseph’s low voice and the ominous weather made him look more menacing than he already did. Once Suzette saw him, she knew he was no savior but rather the devil incarnate.

“Stay- Stay away from me!” Suzette screamed in fear but quickly passed out from shock after that.

“I see that you’re still useless after all these years.” Joseph sighed. “Bring her home.”

“Yes, sir!”

On the other hand, the rain continued to fall as Madeline, and the others returned to the Maple Forest Villa, giving Noah a perfect opportunity.

“Madeline, I know you’re upset with me, but the rain’s making it impossible, and I’m tired. Can’t you let me rest for a while?” With puppy eyes, Noah pleaded at Madeline at the entrance.

“Fine, but we’re leaving once the rain stops!” Madeline noticed Noah’s pale face and reluctantly agreed to stay.

“Great.” Noah beamed and was helped up the stairs by Dylan. Unable to hold back any longer, Noah spat out a mouthful of blood once they reached the second floor, shocking Dylan.

“Noah!”

“Shh, quiet. Don’t let Madeline hear you.”

“What happened? Why did you suddenly spit out blood?” Dylan asked as he recalled Noah was doing well following a prior checkup.

“It’s nothing. My wound reopened.”

“There’s no way that could cause you to spit out blood! Let me check!” Dylan was panicking after seeing Noah’s condition. He quickly lifted up Noah’s shirt to examine the wound on his abdomen; blood had already seeped through the bandage. Upon removing the bandage, he finally noticed a tiny wound right above the original wound.

“You were hit by a Gold Thread?” Dylan widened his eyes in surprise after noticing the circular wound. The fine Gold Thread managed to stab through to the opposite side of Noah’s body. Without prompt medical attention, he could have lost his life.

Yet, this fool didn’t even bother to mention a word about it! Dylan thought to himself angrily. If he did not notice it by then, there was a good chance Noah would probably tell him once he was on his deathbed!

“Don’t worry, Dylan. I’ll be alright.” Noah noticed Dylan’s worried look and quickly reassured him.

“What do you mean by ‘alright’? Do you know a wound like this can be fatal?!”

“I was planning on telling you before we got back, but I didn’t think she’d be looking for me down at the pit. I was afraid that she would panic if she couldn’t find me.”

“Yet, you’re not afraid that she’d cry if you die?” Dylan glared at him while taking out his medicine chest to treat his wound.

Thankfully he had brought a designated medicine chest, or else Noah’s condition would have been far worse.

“I wouldn’t die, seeing that I have you here,” Noah replied and chuckled.

“Hmph, that’s flattering, but if we’d been even a few minutes late, my life would’ve been ruined by your death!”

“Thank you, Dylan.”

“If you really want to be thankful, then stop getting hurt! You know I’m busy!”

“Alright.”

“Hmm? Strangely, we found ourselves on the same page!” Carefully, Dylan smeared the special ointment over the wound and replaced the bandage. As much as it had annoyed him, he did not have the heart to teach Noah a lesson by giving him a harsh stitch to the wound.

“Well, I know you’re worried about me, so I will do as you say.”

“Then, will you buy me a new phone?”

“What if I double the budget for research this year?”

“Really?” Dylan immediately beamed, relieved that Noah was not babbling incoherently from his wound.

“But, can you go and help check in on Madeline? I noticed that she was covered in scratches, so it’d be great if you could tend to her wounds. It’s not that I’m begging you. I’m just scared that she won’t cooperate with me later on.”

“Of course!”

“Thanks a lot!”

“Oh my, you don’t have to thank me, Mr.

Quincy!” Dylan exclaimed as he cheerfully lugged his medicine chest over to visit Madeline. Noah chuckled after seeing Dylan’s giddy stroll. Carefully, he got back up to his feet and slowly made his way down the stairs.

On the second floor, the door to Madeline’s room was slightly ajar as the sight of Dylan pleading with Madeline unveiled.

“It’s going to be tough for you to tend to all those scratches, Maddie. Why don’t you let me help?” Dylan knelt down with his medicine chest, clutching Madeline’s leg as he begged. Madeline, however, quickly turned down his offer.

“I can handle this on my own.”

“Maddie, do you not like me anymore?” Dylan raised his head and gazed pityingly at Madeline, who suddenly despised him.

“Hmph, did you really not expect me to despise you when you agreed to put up an act with Noah?” Madeline mercilessly outed Dylan.

“Sigh, it’s not that I can’t refuse. Dylan has been sponsoring the lab’s research! Do you think I really stood a chance against him?

I would’ve beaten him up with you every time he bullies you if I didn’t need to rely on him!”

“Really?” Madeline raised her brow warily. She was about to toss Dylan out of the room and relax in a hot bath when she saw a shadow at the door. The thought that Dylan was probably sent by Noah struck her shortly after.

“Of course, we’ll always be best friends!” Dylan said as he started to massage Madeline’s leg. He would do anything for five billion dollars!

“Very well then. This wound hurts a little; the skin was probably pulled open...” Madeline replied as she stretched her arm out for Dylan to check. Once Madeline agreed to let Dylan tend to her wounds, he sighed in relief, and the two cautiously walked down the stairs. Madeline also took a glance at the door and noticed that the person she had seen was gone. She then finally asked the thing that she had been bothering about.

“Noah... is going to be fine, right?”

“Uh...” Dylan was caught off guard by her question. What did she mean by that? And here I thought she was mad at him, yet now she seems to care. Is that a good thing? Questions started to flood into Dylan’s mind.

“Is he seriously hurt and having a fever? Ouch...” Madeline became concerned when Dylan did not answer and accidentally scratched her wound.

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