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.

slept peacefully with Madeline by his

he would have himself a few days of proper sleep only for his own son to destroy all

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

to midnight with no signs

going to remember

as he watched the pitch-black night sky

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

composure on the

Madeline and Thomas, who had been hiding out in

honesty, however, neither of them had wanted to

was no food in the

what forced them to come

care of breakfast and the rations

heavy, paneled door opened

surroundings, like an

when he found his scumbag dad had persevered and was lying

and pushed Madeline into the room. His movements were cautious for fear that he would accidentally wake Noah up and his mother would be stuck between a rock and a hard

highly vigilant against his

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

patted the child's head with

child out and made a beeline

true when they say one

fried eggs in the pan and gulped down

doesn't like when things are loud and will wake up even when I drop my Baymax plushie. But he didn't respond even when I tugged at his ears

with preparing breakfast when Thomas

stopped and

him lying so still. She

his lips were chapped and purple. There was barely any color to his complexion.

him to wake him up only to find

on?

brows only

led an easy life as a person born in the Quincy family. Everyone was at his beck

still an adult at any rate. He should at

was why she left him to his

he developed a fever after one

the coffee table changed