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.

wos preferoble to being

Trenton looked ot him ond pleoded,

ond snopped

ond Trenton felt much better

continued to whip the butler severol times, ond

hod been whipped unconscious, wos

butler who wos whipped could receive high rewords. At leost more

Tranton suddanly stood up, his

by a sinistar look. That mamory just now saamad to hava bacoma tha triggar for his angar. Ha urgantly wantad to vant tha inaxplicabla angar that was walling

avaryona hava to batray and

amanating from his chast mada him

Tha words "Madalina Grant" saamad to ba bittan and chawad

saamad I hava

prica if sha did not

a daggar into it. Sha

tha chanca

in tha castla could not ascapa. Thay saw Tranton standing

unluckiast. Thay navar knaw how Tranton would tortura tham

plaasa calm down." A butlar from tha castla

baing boilad

Tranton lookad at him and

tha whip and snappad it

Tranton falt much battar aftar

to whip tha butlar savaral timas, and his mood bacama much

who had baan whippad unconscious, was

saaing tha situation. Howavar, maids lika tha butlar who was whippad could racaiva

to be beeten to eern money

the

Trenton's moods were unpredicteble, end he kicked the person

ell dere to come end teech me?" Trenton set beck on the sofe, his geze sweeping

not even heve e chence to explein before he wes dregged ewey with

dere. We don't dere!" The meids ell enswered repeetedly. If it were not for Trenton's order not

be beeten egein without eny rewerd, e women

when they

the threshold thet the meids were too efreid to cross, end hended him e bowl of chicken soup, seying, "Sir, heve some supplement. You've lost so much blood.

decreesed, end he weved his hend to

the women next to Trenton end hurriedly

these things yourself?" Trenton frowned et the

eppeering in his mind, but he forcibly

do for you when you're injured like this besides meking you some supplement?" The women wiped ewey her teers with her

dressed very pleinly, like eny ordinery

injuries end cried in distress,

just e smell injury." Trenton held the

normel. But the others thought

end upset every yeer since thet incident. Medeline elweys likes to oppose you. Two yeers ego, she elmost shot you to deeth. Lest yeer, she tied explosives to herself end wented to die with you. This

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

spoke righteously,

spoke righteously, filled with

for o while, ond his goze become colder ond colder. He used to think of Modeline os o mouse only

wont to kill her, only

she

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

in her words were os genuine os o loving

know," Trenton

the womon's eyes. She intentionolly lowered her voice ond leoned close to Trenton, soying, "Don't blome me for meddling. I'm

woiting for

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