Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Chapter 82

Angie thought luck was finally in her favor after snagging herself the cash cow so quickly. There would be no need for her to continue to stew in the pigsty.

The old man's answer, however, extinguished the hope ignited within her.

He squandered his riches like dirt. He was bold and frank.

After all, he was just an upstart who happened to make a fortune but he was hollow inside.

He wasn't even close to being an ant when compared to Noah.

This man couldn't even be compared to that pig, Jerry. At least the Lowe family was a proper gentry.

"You can use those to coax the younger ones. They mean nothing to me. Where's your sincerity?"

Angie swept her newly permed curls aside and took the opportunity to get out of the arms of the lecherous old man.

The old man could immediately tell that she was going to ask for an unjustly large amount and no longer intended to spoil her. He took on a dour expression.

"Haha, sincerity? Who do you think you are? You're just a good little b*tch. There are countless girls here. You're not worth anything. If it weren't for your youth or beauty, I wouldn't even bother with you."

The old man whose face was flushed red from drinking mocked and sarcastically cursed at her. It was only after he had his fun that he walked away with another two girls in his embrace.

"Huh! Bastard! Who do you think you are? You're talking out of your *ss!"

"If it wasn't for that slut Madeline getting in my way, you wouldn't even be worthy of carrying my shoes!"

"I'm going to have this dilapidated clubhouse demolished once I turn the tables!"

Angie had believed that she could have the place bow to her whims with her beauty and figure.

To think that even a dirt-cheap idiot would mock her with reckless abandon.

She was so indignant that she was convinced her breast implants were going to explode and stood in the booth cursing and yelling.

Her appearance had become exactly that of a shrew found in the markets...

Maple Forest Villa. Living room.

Noah stared absently at the shut bedroom door for an unknown amount of time. His eyes were now bloodshot with a trace of grief.

always slept peacefully with

himself a few days of proper sleep only for his own son to

the couch downing one glass of wine after another. He quickly emptied several bottles but there continued to be no sound coming from the

dusk to

going to

help but harshly berate his son as he watched the pitch-black night sky outside the

was discourteous to argue with a five-year-old child so he could only make

maintained his composure on

had been hiding out in

neither of them had wanted to show

food in the home

forced them to come

and hide! I'll take care of breakfast and the rations

opened and Thomas's head poked

his surroundings, like

he found his scumbag dad had persevered and was

would accidentally wake Noah up and

highly vigilant against his

was at a loss for words. "It's okay. Let Mommy out. We can't stay in forever. It's

patted the child's head with a

child out and

say one would feel miserable

the sizzling fried eggs in the

will wake up even when I drop my Baymax plushie. But he didn't respond

busying herself with preparing breakfast when Thomas tugged at her shirt and pointed at the

She stopped

seem right to see him lying so still. She removed

she realized his lips were chapped and purple. There was barely

him up only

going on? He

his brows only for her worry to

a person born in the Quincy family. Everyone

still an adult at any rate. He should at least know how to

left him to his

he developed a fever after

on the