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.

was tempted to give one to

“Get lost!”

You sound lively. I guess you’re on

you shut up?”

was grouchy, Dylan did not waste time on small

impact too. Noah was only able to move around freely thanks to his

be put on bed

blows. He should take time off to rest.

postponing dates because the

grabbed two cans of beer from the fridge without asking and

and yet you’re giving me a drink? Did you forget

a patient, huh? You look so glum. I thought you’d rather not get

earned him a can thrown in his

victim, Dylan caught the can, held it against his chest,

of Noah’s head as

stood up and hunched down to

buy you

“Alright!”

…

was still quite

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

his weight on Angie’s tiny frame as the pair staggered along. On their way out, Angie tripped over the door sill

daze, Jerry was startled and gave the person next to him a slap. “Watch where

keep my feet…” Despite

a good look at the

holding me, darling. My bad. Don’t take it to heart. The slap must hurt a

hand felt up

up and down out in

as she cursed

fall… Um… I wonder if you remember promising to pour

pass, especially after what she had gone through.

you want? Fill in whatever number you want.” The alcohol had drained away the last

his pocket and