Aggresive Wife

Aggresive Wife Chapter 157

To avoid being noticed by Madeline’s staff on the way to the hospital, Suzette had purposely maintained a good distance away from them. She had waited a few moments after they got off before leaving her own vehicle. The hospital was eerily silent as she walked in, unlike the typical scenes of doctors and nurses running around tending to emergencies.

If Suzette guessed correctly, Madeline must have been warded in the VIP rooms, where each room was equipped with the latest amenities and emergency equipment. She knew a little about this hospital and its wealthy clientele, having been one of its patrons before the Grants fell down the rungs of society. Angie frequented this place very often for her thousand-dollar facials when she and Noah were still an item, Suzette recalled sorely.

The bitterness quickly turned into hatred, and the hatred turned into physical anger as Suzette stormed the hallways of the hospital. Everything that the wench had today was meant to be Angie’s! After sneaking into a few rooms, she realized locating Madeline was proving to be more difficult than she had imagined without any help. She found a junior nurse making her rounds and asked her for directions to Madeline’s room. To her surprise, the nurse obliged without much questioning or resistance, probably thinking Suzette was a senior nurse.

As Suzette approached Madeline’s ward, she took a peep from outside the door. The patient was covered in tubes and gauze from head to toe and breathing using a respirator. It did not look good, she concluded as she went into the room and took a closer look at the patient. Suzette could not help but chuckle to herself as she took in the sorry state that Madeline was in.

“Ha ha ha, Madeline! How unlucky of you to have ended up like this!” Suzette let out a full-bellied laugh, almost losing her balance from laughing too hard. Steadying herself with the medical equipment beside her, her flustered expression quickly recovered. “You look too pitiful in this state, darling! Why don’t you let me send you on your way instead? Think of it as building good karma for your next life. Hopefully you won’t become an illegitimate child desperately wanting me as your mother again! How gross!” Suzette had her hands on the respirator’s plug as she spoke.

As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled the plug out of its socket. As she watched the patient struggling to breathe, desperate for air, Suzette felt a sense of euphoric joy take over her. “Madeline, I bet you don’t know, Old Mr. Quincy died exactly the same way you’re dying now. He struggled and struggled until he was out of breath, ha ha ha!” Suzette cackled out loud as she did a little dance around the room with the plug still in her hand. She was satisfied as she noticed the body had stopped moving and turned around to leave the room.

Grandpa’s death too! I underestimated you, Suzette Grant!” Madeline’s voice was murderous as she walked into

you talking about? Old Mr. Quincy’s death was your fault! Don’t try to pin it on me, you black-hearted witch!” Suzette tried to save herself after

you know the truth better than I do. It’s alright even if you don’t

answer as her eyes widened with fear. Did Noah already know the truth about Angie? Was that why he insisted he would not take any other wife apart from Madeline? What was going to happen to Angie then? Did Madeline do

one who caused Grandpa’s death. I should have guessed it was her clever mother who helped her hide the truth all these years, but it’s time’s up for you now, my beloved

even acknowledge your own mother anymore?” Suzette wailed out loud, pretending not to understand

When did Madeline Grant realize she was not her real mother? She barely sounded surprised when she brought it up just now. Suzette had too many unanswered questions, but right now she could only berate Madeline

called out for her assistant as she looked at a bewildered Suzette. She let out a cold chuckle, laughing at Suzette and herself simultaneously. She could not believe what a fool she had been all those years ago chasing after Suzette, desperately wanting her care and affection as a mother. Even

was captured on camera extremely clearly. There’s no way she could deny the attempted

still your mother. You can’t treat me like this! How could you convict me of murder?!” Suzette yelled frantically. As the security guards grabbed hold of her hands, she finally began to believe that this was not a dream. Madeline Grant had set her up and sentenced her to her own