Aggresive Wife

Chapter 56

It was just a pity she wasn’t very smart.

Angie found pride in scaring the wide-eyed child.

“Why are you still sitting around? Weren’t you going to tell on me? Go on!”

“I’m going…” Thomas puffed up, scrambled to the landline in the kitchen, and patched the call to Noah’s study.

“Daddy, I’m in the kitchen! Save me!”

Thomas played up his misery on the call and yammered on before hanging up the phone.

Angie, meanwhile, was cheerily imagining Noah’s distress should he see her this way.

She could conquer him by tonight as long as she managed to tug at his heartstrings.

It was exciting to think about!

Noah was currently in his study tracking the location of the person who called herself Felix Turner’s daughter.

When the landline rang, it was Wayne who picked up.

It only took seconds for his face to fall.

“Sir, Colton is in trouble!”

Wayne sped down the steps without another word.

Something felt amiss. Noah also got up and went downstairs.

A sight greeted Noah when he got there.

Wayne was by Thomas’ side, the latter of which was on the couch drinking chocolate milk.

Angie, meanwhile, was struggling to get to her feet from the ground.

“Are you hurt, Colton?” Wayne checked the child over.

“What happened?”

was fine, Noah calmed down

Wayne was about to speak,

the one at fault, Noah. Colt didn’t mean it. He has a bad temper. I’m used to it…” Angie got to her feet by leaning

of a miserable woman yearning to touch him but fearing

at her,

didn’t bother with her and took

gestured for Noah

tear

Colt cried!

heart softened. He reached out to hold

happened, Colt?” Noah held him

considerate ways had Angie

“Daddy, Auntie Angie… She…”

“Yes?”

a moment

looked scared as he spoke. He would sneak glances

silly child…? I’m not even blaming you for putting me in this state and you’re saying I’m scary? Y-You’re

as if she had suffered a great

cries ever since he found out that she feigned her

Colt down on the

you do this to Auntie Angie,

looked at Angie and back at Noah before

also made me call Daddy. She wants to tell Daddy that I bullied her. I didn’t do it,

described the ‘facts’ in a wretched

distressed by the sight and held him

“Daddy believes you.”

Colt. You were the one who spilled the wine on me. But it’s okay. I won’t blame you. Please don’t cry. It was my fault for not moving

the image of a good aunt who’d been wronged. There was

tears away and tried to take

shimmied back

Noah’s expression grew grim.

What a familiar sight!

Angie would often be wounded trying to care for him just like she