Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Chapter 100

Madeline lamented in dismal as despair ate away her sanity.

“Cool your head, Ms. Grant. The person who can identify the killer might not be around anymore, but the killer is still out there.”

The realization then hit Madeline.

That was right. The killer was still alive.

Madeline could reveal the truth herself if no one was there to identify her.

…

Noah left Maple Forest villa and headed to Quinton Corporation.

Only, he could not shake off the image of Madeline’s tear. Noah felt unrest the whole day.

He felt waves of uneasiness rushing over him, and the mere act of breathing was giving him a heartache.

It was hard for Noah to imagine the hurt and pain Madeline went through in their marriage.

Noah was lost in his thoughts that he did not realize that Dylan was right before his eyes.

“What’s on your mind, Noah? You can’t even see me. Am I invisible to you? Oh, that makes me so sad!”

“What are you doing here?” Interrupted in his thoughts, Noah was feeling worse than before.

“What am I doing here? I came to redress your wound. I told you to come to me, but you refused. I didn’t want to hear about inflammation in the middle of the night. I’m not getting any younger, so the midnight wake-ups will kill me…”

Dylan said while putting the medical kit on the nearby coffee table.

Noah wanted to refuse, but Dylan had a point. Hence, Noah approached a sofa and took a seat.

As though resigning to his fact, Noah let Dylan redress his wound.

“Noah, don’t make that face as if I’m taking advantage of you. You’re making me blush.” Dylan made a bashful look while holding a gauze against his face.

Noah was tempted to give one to Dylan.

“Get lost!”

a temper. You sound

a lot to say today, Dylan. Can you shut up?” Noah was not in a good

Dylan did not waste time on small talk

secondary impact too. Noah was only able to

else in the same position would be

should take time off to rest.

way to Noah, postponing

the simple procedure was done, Dylan grabbed two cans of beer

yet you’re giving me a drink? Did

look so glum. I

earned him a can

held it against his chest, and tumbled and rolled on the

as Dylan had his moment as a drama

Noah stood up and hunched down

I’ll buy you

“Alright!”

…

close to dawn, it was still

by holding against the door frame of the bar entrance

to keep his plump physique straight. He put his weight on Angie’s tiny frame as the pair staggered along.

him a

my feet…” Despite the fury stirring inside, Angie patiently put up an

when he got a good look at the

me, darling. My bad. Don’t take it to heart. The slap

felt up Angie’s

down out

anger overwhelmed Angie as she cursed the

drunk, Jerry. I’ll hold you up. Don’t fall… Um… I

after what she had gone through. It

whatever number you want.” The alcohol had drained away the last of Jerry’s

his pocket and tapped multiple times to