Aggresive Wife

Aggresive Wife Chapter 153

The next time Madeline opened her eyes, she found herself lying on a hospital bed. The strong antiseptic scent invaded her senses as she tried to recall how she ended up here. As she struggled to prop herself up, she found her arm attached to a scary looking IV drip. What happened to me…? she wondered. She recalled passing out right before dinner, but she could not remember anything beyond that point. Her thoughts were scrambled and her mind a mess, giving her a mild migraine. At this moment, a familiar little head popped up beside her bed. Before she knew it, Thomas had climbed onto her bed and perched over her, his big round eyes filled with joy and relief.

“Mommy, you’re up! Are you okay?” he asked anxiously. “Daddy went to get you something to eat. If you’re hungry, I have some chocolate milk for you.” Thomas quickly got himself off the bed and ran to his backpack, producing a little carton of warmed chocolate milk for his mother.

“Don’t worry, Thomas. Mommy’s alright,” Madeline reached an arm out to ruffle her son’s hair.

“But, Mommy… you fainted, and there was so much blood!” Thomas hugged his mother tightly, as if trying to forget the dreadful memory of his mother fainting.

“Mommy was just over-exhausted from the hike in the morning. I’ll be okay once I get enough rest,” she smiled, patting her son on the back.

“Really, Mommy?” Thomas asked again, not fully convinced.

“Of course, darling. When has Mommy ever lied to you?” Madeline reassured her son.

“Pfft, adults lie to kids all the time!” Thomas retorted.

here now…” Madeline

and gentle. She gently stroked his back and even took a sip of his chocolate milk, just to show him she was alright. Thomas fussed over her incessantly, propping up her pillow for her

Noah walked in, his eyes lighting up as he saw Madeline conscious and awake. It only took him a few purposeful strides to

must be hungry, have some of this congee. I’ll get Andy and Dylan to come over,” Noah’s voice was

noticed his hands trembling visibly as he passed her the

something happen?” Madeline’s

a second, but quickly relaxed a moment later. “I’ve never made congee in my life, so give it a try,” he said as he helped her detach the thermos. A strong

immediately held her breath, feeling suffocated. “Noah Quincy, are you trying to poison me while

look for Uncle Dylan!” Thomas sauntered out of the room, leaving Noah alone with

Noah confessed sheepishly. “But I promise it’s not poisonous!” Noah picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of congee from the flask, even blowing on it just to cool it down before he brought the spoon

say ahhhh!” Noah coaxed

he looked absolutely ridiculous, yet there was something so warm and kind about the fact that he cooked for her. This was something she had wished for all the time back then. However, there was another pressing matter right now,

no!” Madeline rejected him perhaps a little too strongly. Noticing his wounded expression, she quickly tried to salvage the situation. “I could have some of the omelet. You make amazing omelets!” she plastered on

treatment from him, especially considering how she had been