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.

radiated innocence, overwhelming

get better." She thought that he was down in the dumps because

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

had to take some responsibility for the

servant responded by

it but instead stared at

no choice but to take the pills and

appearance as Noah took his medicine and ushered the

were left in the

don't take your body for a joke next time." She couldn't help but

feel her cheeks heating up as she pulled him up to his feet to

calling

"What's wrong?" She asked.

clothes, though his top

his face

buttons." He stood there as if all was right

stilted laugh

trailed behind her. Wherever she went, he'd follow. She would be faced with chiseled pectorals

mounted to a point where she had no

fingertips occasionally slid across skin. Noah audibly

to hold back for fear

eyes after noticing the look on his face. She got on her tip-toes and with a twinkle

or perhaps

his skin, clamoring for him to hold and

you need me to do?" She asked in a purposeful

take some responsibility for the matter too. She

gaze bore into her before he finally pushed her away. He murmured, disappointed, "I'm sorry, my wife. I

She took two steps back,

got on Instagram to send

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