Aggresive Wife

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.

she wouldn’t give up quite so easily. She lifted her drenched skirt and

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

soft voice rang

could feel

Thomas Grant ran up to Noah with his

and

be scared.” Noah hugged Thomas and reassured

had received news half an hour ago that the

inexplicable pain

It hurt.

afraid of the storm. He used to keep

finally spoken up, but his so-called father

Noah’s hold was

riding the scum of the human as a means to rest, only

Fortunately, she was quick to regulate her emotions as she

You’re home? I was

grab the child’s hand only to be

was usually much milder with beautiful women but he didn’t want a bad woman who was dripping wet,

instinctive dodging drew Noah’s

Angie who was soaked to the bone. “I’ll take care of Colt.

stay by his side tonight. It was always me who accompanied him whenever it rained in the past.

red and

hesitated for

in his arms

today. Can I not

have I ever made you sleep in the attic?” Angie

had nearly exposed

she recovered in time and kept her gentle tone of

however, was no fool. The look on his face was not

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

despised the brat

weren’t for the fact that the brat stayed wide awake whenever it rained and caused her to lose her beauty sleep. It was, as they say, out of sight, out

Noah was now a mess. Was