Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Angie looked absolutely wretched, which had Noah frowning at the sight.

"Wayne, go help."

Wayne Hudson immediately took an umbrella and got out of the car to help her up.

Angie hadn't expected to be left out in the cold. Noah had sent Wayne to her side instead of assisting her himself.

Her eyes reddened.

She felt resentful, but at least she achieved her objective.

Angie endured her grievances as she was escorted inside.

The car stopped before the porch, away from the raging storm. Noah then got out of the car.

He had just gotten out when Angie ran up and leaned against him. "You're finally home, Noah. I heard that Colt was missing. I got worried…"

Her face was wet with rain. She looked every bit anxious with her red-rimmed eyes.

She reached out to grab his hand but he was quick to dodge.

He looked askance at her. The look in his eyes was one of mixed feelings but it eventually gave way to a hint of tenderness. "Have Ms. Grant change her clothes."

"No. Where is Colt? It's storming outside. I'm worried!"

Angie caught a glimpse of tenderness in Noah's eyes and decided to strike while the iron was hot in her excitement.

She refused. Despite being drenched by the rain, she wanted to give him a show.

"Do as I say!"

"Noah…"

Angie wanted to say more but he passed her and headed straight upstairs.

Of course, she wouldn't give up quite so easily. She lifted her drenched skirt and trailed after him.

floor when she heard the sound of

a soft voice rang

could feel

Grant ran up to Noah with his arms

up and held

Noah hugged Thomas

the butler found Colton

inexplicable pain wash over

It hurt.

been afraid of the storm. He used to keep it to himself and endured by hiding away

but

hold was while

thinking of riding the scum of the human as a means to rest, only to be met by the sight of

Fortunately, she was quick

You… You're home? I was so

looked emotional as she lunged to grab the child's hand only

beautiful women but he didn't want a bad woman who was dripping wet, even if she

dodging

at the excited Angie who was soaked to the

side tonight. It was always me who accompanied him whenever

eyes were red and teemed

hesitated for a

speak, the child in his arms shrank. He seemed to eye her

Can I not sleep in the

you go saying nonsense again. When have I ever made you sleep in the attic?" Angie

had nearly

time and kept

look on his

ramblings, Noah. How could I possibly make him sleep in the attic? He's the precious child of the household. I'm also his aunt. I

brat

whenever it rained

gentle and nurturing image to move Noah was now a mess. Was this little bastard trying to tear her

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