Aggresive Wife

Aggresive Wife Chapter 100

Madeline lamented in dismal as despair ate away her sanity.

“Cool your head, Ms. Grant. The person who can identify the killer might not be around anymore, but the killer is still out there.”

The realization then hit Madeline.

That was right. The killer was still alive.

Madeline could reveal the truth herself if no one was there to identify her.

…

Noah left Maple Forest villa and headed to Quinton Corporation.

Only, he could not shake off the image of Madeline’s tear. Noah felt unrest the whole day.

He felt waves of uneasiness rushing over him, and the mere act of breathing was giving him a heartache.

It was hard for Noah to imagine the hurt and pain Madeline went through in their marriage.

Noah was lost in his thoughts that he did not realize that Dylan was right before his eyes.

“What’s on your mind, Noah? You can’t even see me. Am I invisible to you? Oh, that makes me so sad!”

“What are you doing here?” Interrupted in his thoughts, Noah was feeling worse than before.

“What am I doing here? I came to redress your wound. I told you to come to me, but you refused. I didn’t want to hear about inflammation in the middle of the night. I’m not getting any younger, so the midnight wake-ups will kill me…”

Dylan said while putting the medical kit on the nearby coffee table.

Noah wanted to refuse, but Dylan had a point. Hence, Noah approached a sofa and took a seat.

As though resigning to his fact, Noah let Dylan redress his wound.

“Noah, don’t make that face as if I’m taking advantage of you. You’re making me blush.” Dylan made a bashful look while holding a gauze against his face.

to

“Get lost!”

quite a temper. You sound lively.

say today, Dylan. Can you shut up?” Noah was not in a good

was grouchy, Dylan did not waste time on small

was only able to move around freely thanks to his willpower and fitness

position would be put on bed rest without the doctor’s

take time off to rest. Their laboratory had

way to Noah, postponing dates

simple procedure was done, Dylan grabbed two cans of beer from

giving me a

You look so glum. I thought

him a can thrown

held it against his chest, and tumbled and rolled

head as Dylan had his moment

up and

on. I’ll buy you

“Alright!”

…

it was close to dawn, it was still quite a bustle

kept her balance by holding against the door frame of the bar entrance as she stumbled her way

put his weight on Angie’s tiny frame as the pair staggered along.

a slap. “Watch where you’re going. I’ll

didn’t keep my feet…” Despite the fury stirring inside, Angie

got a good look at the person beside him.

Don’t take it to heart. The slap must hurt a lot. Let me make you

meaty hand felt

down out in the open without her

Angie as she cursed the

up. Don’t fall… Um… I wonder

she had gone through. It was best to seal the

whatever number you

and tapped