Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Chapter 295 Thrills Are The Way Of Life

At the Golden Dome's 88th floor.

"Daddy, Daddy, Mommy's downstairs!" Thomas barged into Noah's room in a frenzy after checking his positioning system.

Noah was lounging on the couch with Dylan patting on a layer of foundation onto his face.

"Daddy, are you trying to scare Mommy by pretending to be a zombie?" Thomas couldn't bear the sight of his father and closed his eyes.

That prompted Dylan to take a second look. "The shade does seem a little off."

Noah checked himself in the mirror. It wasn't just "off". He looked like he had white paint haphazardly smeared on his face.

"Dylan Felch!" He snarled at Dylan, who disappeared from the room after tossing the powder foundation aside.

Thomas urgently tugged on his father's sleeve with a reminder. "Go wash up, Daddy. Mommy is almost here!"

"Mommy's in the elevator, Daddy." Colton poked his head into the room.

Noah sprang for the bathroom to wash his face and then changed into wet clothes.

The sight that greeted Madeline when she walked in was one where a pale-as-a-sheet Noah sat on the sofa soaking wet and staring off into space. He looked terrible.

Sitting next to him was the expressionless Mackenzie, who met her mother's questioning gaze and shrugged.

Noah had promised to buy her the latest Princess Elsa figurine and agreed to take her on a trip around Imperia for the best snacks. That was why she agreed to act in their little play.

Thomas was one who loved fooling around. He grabbed Madeline's hand after seeing her stare at Noah with clear suspicion. "Mommy, Daddy won't take his medicine. Is he going to die?"

She was still skeptical until she felt his forehead for his temperature. He was indeed burning up.

"Why didn't you take your meds?"

"I'm too depressed to care." Noah looked up at her piteously.

eyes radiated innocence, overwhelming

Dylan's skilled. You'll get better." She thought that he was down in the dumps

sad because you don't care" were left stuck in

the matter

his servant responded by

instead stared at Madeline

the

took his medicine and

Madeline and Noah were left

body for a joke next time." She couldn't help but recall what happened last

cheeks heating up as she pulled him up to his feet to get him

however, was already calling for her

"What's wrong?" She asked.

his clothes, though his top sat askew, exposing his

recently?" The smug expression on his face was a clear message

with the buttons." He stood there as

a stilted laugh and turned

he'd follow. She would be

a point where she had

occasionally slid across skin.

but had no choice but to hold back for fear that she'd find

She got on her tip-toes and

digits patted his chest and unintentionally or perhaps intentionally scraped over a sensitive bit of

under his skin, clamoring for

do you need me to do?"

knew she had to take some responsibility for the matter

he finally pushed her away. He murmured, disappointed, "I'm sorry, my wife. I can't reciprocate your advances

better." She took two steps back, somewhat convinced that

then got on Instagram to send

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