Aggresive Wife

Aggresive Wife Chapter 18

Chapter 18 What a Show

Angie looked absolutely wretched, which had Noah frowning at the sight.

“Wayne, go help.”

Wayne Hudson immediately took an umbrella and got out of the car to help her up.

Angie hadn’t expected to be left out in the cold. Noah had sent Wayne to her side instead of assisting her himself.

Her eyes reddened.

She felt resentful, but at least she achieved her objective.

Angie endured her grievances as she was escorted inside.

The car stopped before the porch, away from the raging storm. Noah then got out of the car.

He had just gotten out when Angie ran up and leaned against him. “You’re finally home, Noah. I heard that Colt was missing. I got worried…”

Her face was wet with rain. She looked every bit anxious with her red-rimmed eyes.

She reached out to grab his hand but he was quick to dodge.

He looked askance at her. The look in his eyes was one of mixed feelings but it eventually gave way to a hint of tenderness. “Have Ms. Grant change her clothes.”

“No. Where is Colt? It’s storming outside. I’m worried!”

Angie caught a glimpse of tenderness in Noah’s eyes and decided to strike while the iron was hot in her excitement.

She refused. Despite being drenched by the rain, she wanted to give him a show.

“Do as I say!”

“Noah…”

Angie wanted to say more but he passed her and headed straight upstairs.

quite so easily.

reached the second floor when she heard the sound of thumping steps

soft

could feel

Daddy!” Thomas Grant ran up to Noah

up and held him

Daddy’s here. Don’t be scared.” Noah hugged Thomas and reassured

an hour ago that the butler

inexplicable pain wash over

It hurt.

He used to keep it to

spoken up, but his so-called father had arrived

how gentle Noah’s hold was while nestled in

shoulder. He was just thinking of riding the scum of the human as a means to

heard Colton’s voice. Fortunately, she was

You… You’re home? I was

grab the child’s hand only to be met by his

want a bad woman who was dripping wet,

dodging drew

to the bone.

It was always me who

eyes were red and

for a split

could speak, the child in his arms shrank. He

here with me today. Can I not

saying nonsense again. When have I ever made you sleep in the

nearly exposed

she recovered in time and kept her gentle tone

look on his face was not a positive

listen to Colt’s ramblings, Noah. How could I possibly make him sleep in the attic? He’s the precious child of the household. I’m also his aunt. I wouldn’t treat him badly. You have to believe

absolutely despised the brat

for the fact that the brat stayed wide awake whenever it rained and caused her to lose her beauty

use her gentle and nurturing image to move Noah was now a

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