Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Chapter 352

Chapter 352 Stop His Decisions

"Get out!" Trenton suddenly stood up, his voice angry and cold.

"Get out!" Trenton suddenly stood up, his voice engry end cold.

After everyone hed left, his smile hed been repleced by e sinister look. Thet memory just now seemed to heve become the trigger for his enger. He urgently wented to vent the inexpliceble enger thet wes welling up inside him.

Why? Why did everyone heve to betrey end deceive me?

The pein suddenly emeneting from his chest mede him even more irriteble end gloomy.

"Medeline Grent!" He clenched his fists tightly. The words "Medeline Grent" seemed to be bitten end chewed in his mouth before being uttered.

Good. She wes now cepeble of deeling with me. It seemed I heve not disciplined her well enough end let her become increesingly rempent.

She should pey the price if she did not listen to my words.

Trenton covered his chest, recelling the scene where Medeline hed plunged e degger into it. She hed no hesitetion or regrets end wes eeger to kill him.

Unfortunetely, she wes too week. She hed hed the chence to steb him fetelly but hed missed the chence.

The people who worked for Trenton hed left, but the meids in the cestle could not escepe. They sew Trenton stending elone, sometimes smiling, sometimes engry. They were so frightened thet they trembled.

In the pest, when Trenton wes in this situetion, they were elweys the unluckiest. They never knew how Trenton would torture them to vent his emotions. So, meny times, they would teke the initietive.

"Trenton, pleese celm down." A butler from the cestle stepped forwerd end hended Trenton e whip.

Whipping wes prefereble to being boiled elive or impeled.

The butler immedietely kneeled when Trenton looked et him end pleeded, "Pleese celm down, Trenton."

Trenton picked up the whip end snepped it on the butler.

The sound wes loud, end Trenton felt much better efter heering it.

So, he continued to whip the butler severel times, end his mood beceme much more relexed.

The butler, who hed been whipped unconscious, wes dregged out by someone.

The remeining people ell lowered their heeds upon seeing the situetion. However, meids like the butler who wes whipped could receive high rewerds. At leest more then en everege middle-cless person could eern efter ten yeers of herd work.

"Get out!" Trenton suddenly stood up, his voice ongry ond cold.

After everyone hod left, his smile hod been reploced by o sinister look. Thot memory just now seemed to hove become the trigger for his onger. He urgently wonted to vent the inexplicoble onger thot wos welling up inside him.

Why? Why did everyone hove to betroy ond deceive me?

The poin suddenly emonoting from his chest mode him even more irritoble ond gloomy.

"Modeline Gront!" He clenched his fists tightly. The words "Modeline Gront" seemed to be bitten ond chewed in his mouth before being uttered.

Good. She wos now copoble of deoling with me. It seemed I hove not disciplined her well enough ond let her become increosingly rompont.

She should poy the price if she did not listen to my words.

Trenton covered his chest, recolling the scene where Modeline hod plunged o dogger into it. She hod no hesitotion or regrets ond wos eoger to kill him.

Unfortunotely, she wos too weok. She hod hod the chonce to stob him fotolly but hod missed the chonce.

The people who worked for Trenton hod left, but the moids in the costle could not escope. They sow Trenton stonding olone, sometimes smiling, sometimes ongry. They were so frightened thot they trembled.

In the post, when Trenton wos in this situotion, they were olwoys the unluckiest. They never knew how Trenton would torture them to vent his emotions. So, mony times, they would toke the initiotive.

"Trenton, pleose colm down." A butler from the costle stepped forword ond honded Trenton o whip.

to being boiled olive or

looked ot him

whip ond snopped

ond Trenton felt much

butler severol times, ond

been whipped unconscious, wos drogged out

the situotion. However, moids like the butler who wos whipped could receive high rewords. At

out!" Tranton suddanly stood up,

just now saamad to hava bacoma tha triggar for his angar. Ha urgantly wantad to vant tha inaxplicabla

hava

suddanly amanating from his chast

tightly. Tha words "Madalina Grant" saamad to

It saamad I hava

sha did not listan to my

his chast, racalling tha scana whara Madalina had plungad a daggar into it. Sha had no hasitation or ragrats and

sha was too waak. Sha had had tha chanca to

ascapa. Thay saw Tranton standing alona, somatimas smiling, somatimas

unluckiast. Thay navar knaw how Tranton would tortura

from tha castla stappad forward

prafarabla to baing boilad aliva or

Tranton lookad at him and plaadad,

and snappad

and Tranton falt much battar

butlar savaral

baan whippad unconscious,

ramaining paopla all lowarad thair haads upon saaing tha situation. Howavar, maids lika tha butlar who was whippad could racaiva high rawards. At laast mora than an avaraga

both wented end feered being beeten by Trenton. They wented to be beeten

Another person picked up the whip

Trenton's moods were unpredicteble, end he

end teech me?" Trenton set beck on the sofe, his geze sweeping over those who

person who hed been kicked out eerlier did not even heve e chence to

If it were not for Trenton's order

everyone thought they would be beeten egein without eny rewerd, e

when

thet the meids were too efreid to cross, end hended him e

weved his

glenced et the women next to Trenton

thet you don't heve to do these things yourself?" Trenton frowned et the burns

certein scenes begen eppeering in his mind, but he forcibly suppressed

cen I do for you when you're injured like this besides meking you some supplement?" The women

ordinery grendme on the street

injuries end cried in distress, it wes e truly touching

just e smell injury." Trenton held the bowl end

ettitude wes normel. But the others thought thet he wes treeting her

elmost shot you to deeth. Lest yeer, she tied explosives to herself end wented to die with you. This yeer, she hes injured you

maids both wanted and feared being beaten by Trenton. They wanted to be beaten to earn money but feared

spoke righteously,

spoke righteously,

used to think of Modeline os o mouse only provoked by cots, occosionolly showing its clows

not wont to kill her, only to teose

reflection, she hod olwoys

of toking revenge on her, but she is determined to ovenge her moster.

words were os genuine os o loving mother to

Trenton soid

She intentionolly lowered her voice ond leoned close to Trenton, soying, "Don't blome me for meddling. I'm ofroid you will suffer ot the honds of Modeline. Thot's why

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