The Abandoned Wife

Chapter 2009 Abducted

At five in the evening, Madilyn finally wrapped up her work. She went down the stairs, feeling exhausted.

She spotted Jonathan waiting for her with a bouquet of roses in his hand. The sight of him hurrying over to her filled her with warmth, and she couldn't help but smile, feeling her exhaustion begin to fade away. "Dr. Xander, Mr. Queen, you're a couple now? Oh, this is great. You're a perfect match!"

"Congratulations, Dr. Xander! Your wish has finally come true. Mr. Queen proved to be a capable man when he helped us solve our crisis previously. That was quite manly of him!"

"Wow! Is Dr. Xander dating Mr. Queen for real? That's great! Congratulations, you lovebirds. When are you getting married?"

Madilyn and Jonathan were greeted by smiling medical staff who were getting off work, wishing them well and giving their blessings.

Madilyn wasn't shy at all even though they were the center of attention. She extended her hand and allowed Jonathan to take it, a joyful smile playing on her lips.

"Come, let's go pick Mdm. Xander up. We'll be eating something delicious tonight," Jonathan told her. He had already reserved a table at a restaurant tonight. As they approached his car, Jonathan opened the door for Madilyn like a true gentleman, waiting for her to get in before he took his place behind the wheel.

he could start the

He moved closer to her, assuming something was wrong with the

lips landed on his right cheek,

he quickly regained his composure and scratched his head awkwardly. A silly grin graced his face as

and pick my mom up!"

his head. He then started the engine and

neighborhood. From afar, Jonathan noticed the gates

up and drove

within him, so he started glancing

Lorraine was nowhere

called out. From the corner of

had yet to realize what was going on. As she exited the car, she casually called out to her mother, "Mom? Mom! Didn't I ask

Lorraine spent a lot of time picking out

go upstairs and find out what's going on!"

some peculiar dents on the ground that appeared to have been created by a walking stick. Noticing her boyfriend's grave expression, Madilyn quickly put her guard up