Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Chapter 88

Noah could not imagine how much torment Suzette and Angie had inflicted on Madeline before when he saw the anger and relief in her eyes. Given her sweet and kind-hearted nature, she would not have hated the Grants as much otherwise. Hence, he wanted to chase the Grants out of Imperia as he knew it would make Madeline happy. It was also his way of making amends to the woman whose pain he had exacerbated. Not only did he neglect her all this while, but he was also influenced by Angie to make Madeline's life miserable.

"I can handle my affairs. There's no need to trouble you, Mr. Quincy." Madeline glanced at Noah and decisively rejected his good intentions.

Even though he was disappointed at her refusal, he decided against forcing his way through. "All right, Ms. Grant. Just say the word if you need my help."

"Well, thank you," she mumbled, nodding.

After a pause, which seemed like an eternity, Noah spoke to dispel the awkward silence that was starting to make him feel uncomfortable. "Ms. Grant, I'm curious, what happened between you and the Grant family?"

Madeline was taken aback by Noah's sudden question, and a flicker of panic passed through her watery eyes. However, it disappeared in an instant. She said casually, "It's just some cliched plot. A nobleman like you won't be interested." Her curt reply suggested that she had no intention of elaborating.

Noah is sure to make my life a living hell if he finds out my true identity. He thinks that I'm responsible for Gordon's death. I need concrete evidence to prove that it's Angie's doing.

questioning. Despite knowing that revealing Madeline's identity would be disastrous, he wanted to satiate his curiosity and discover more about their

nosy parker. Mr. Quincy, you have a fantastic imagination. It's a pity that you aren't

don't want to be reminded of your unhappy

to stay on, Madeline made an excuse for an early exit. "I'm feeling a little tired. I shall make a move first." She quickly set her glass on the table and hurried toward the

caught off-guard by her sudden departure. He fumbled with his glass and quickly stood

hand and quickened her pace as she called out, "It's a wonderful event. Look at all the beautiful ladies

slim figure fade from view, the man yelled angrily, "Madeline Grant!" It was the first time someone had

welcomed by a young boy rushing down the stairs. "You

you have gained weight

her arms around the kid and squeezed his plump cheeks. He's become a lot heavier since I last saw him. I can hardly lift him any longer. What nerve

I'm love sick." Thomas buried himself in Madeline's neck and cuddled in

brat! I wonder who taught you the sweet