Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Chapter 292 Good Morning, Mr. Quincy

Noah’s legs felt like jelly after being in the bathtub for a long time. He almost tripped getting out of the bathtub.

Madeline took a step forward to help him, pulling him into her arms. Noah staggered to his feet, but he was too weak to stand on his own. “I’m sorry. I can’t seem to stand up straight.”

His wet skin felt cool to the touch at first, but within seconds he turned hot from his rising body temperature. She touched his forehead and it felt burning hot. He must be having a fever from the sudden temperature change.

“Did Dylan prescribe any medication for you? Why are you taking an ice bath?” She asked, concerned.

“I feel terrible,” Noah mumbled, as he held her tightly and began to stroke her back, “I don’t want to take any medicine.”

Madeline struggled to stop him. She wanted to slap him on the back, but instead, her slap landed on his hips. The slap was loud and clear, and she could feel the perfectly round shape of his bottom, as well as how soft it was.

At the same time, Noah moaned with pleasure. He seemed very different to her today.

“Oh, you’ve been naughty,” he said, as he lifted her so their bodies pressed against each other. She could feel his body heat against every inch of her body.

He felt so hot to the touch, especially where their hips met. She wondered briefly if Dylan had lied to her earlier.

Seconds later, the heat dissipated, and Noah took a step back, leaning on the bathtub. He was frustrated. Madeline asked, “Are you…unable to get hard?”

sorry for him, and she tapped him on his shoulder to

her, looking like he was about to

answered, worried about hurting his

remember how much you

she quickly replied. How could anyone break this handsome man’s heart when he had only

sigh. He stood up and leaned on Madeline. She wanted to move away, but he looked at her like she had lied to him earlier, so she felt

back to her senses; if they had stayed here longer, they would both be down with a fever

helped Noah to the bed. Sleepy, he almost fell onto the bed, but she caught him before he did. He was wet all over; he needed to get changed

he did not respond. She sighed and took off all his clothes. With his body exposed in full to her, she couldn’t help

felt sorry for

realized the bedroom door was locked. It was no common

lower, so she checked the air conditioner - it was set at 66 degrees

adjust the temperature, but it was stuck. She wondered if Dylan

for a few minutes, she sneezed and decided she had to get into bed with

get up from bed the next

wife, are you awake?” he lifted a satisfied smile, watching her gently. She was not used to

she plastered on a smile. He moved closer and kissed her in reply. She was startled, and her face turned red. “It’s time to get