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.

with Madeline by his

he would have himself a few days of proper sleep

of wine after another. He quickly emptied several

from dusk to midnight with

is going to

his son as he watched the pitch-black night

so he could only

maintained his composure on the

and Thomas, who had been hiding out in the

neither of them had wanted

was no food in the home and

forced them to

care of breakfast and

heavy, paneled door opened and Thomas's head

surroundings, like an

when he found his scumbag dad had

His movements were cautious for fear that he would accidentally wake Noah up

was highly vigilant against his

out.

child's head with a tender look

child out and made a beeline for the

they say one

sizzling fried eggs in the pan and gulped down

like when things are loud and will wake up even when

when Thomas tugged at her shirt and

She stopped and seemed

lying so still.

were chapped and purple.

patted him to wake him up

What's going on?

finger between his brows only for her worry to

life as a person born in the

rate. He should

she left him to

fever after one

sight of the wine bottles on the coffee