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!”

You sound lively. I guess you’re

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

Dylan did not waste time on small talk and nimbly took care of

secondary impact too. Noah was only able to

be put on bed rest without the

good shape, but his body could not take continuous blows. He should take time off to rest. Their laboratory had found success in

came all the way to Noah, postponing dates because

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

yet you’re giving me a drink? Did

a patient, huh? You look so glum. I thought

remark earned him a can thrown in

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

Noah’s head as Dylan had

stood up and hunched down

on. I’ll buy you a

“Alright!”

…

dawn, it was still quite a bustle

too much to drink. She kept her balance by holding against the door frame of the bar entrance as

was wasted, barely able to keep his plump physique straight. He put his weight on Angie’s tiny frame as the pair staggered along. On their way

to him a slap.

fault. I didn’t keep my feet…” Despite the fury stirring

with remorse when he got a good look at the person beside him. He immediately pulled

forgot you were holding me, darling. My bad. Don’t take it to heart. The slap must hurt

hand felt up Angie’s

her up and down

overwhelmed Angie as she cursed the fat

hold you up. Don’t fall… Um… I wonder if you remember

going to give Jerry a free pass, especially after what she had gone through. It

do you want? Fill in whatever number you want.” The alcohol

pulled out his phone from his pocket and tapped multiple