Aggresive Wife

Aggresive Wife Chapter 240

Chapter 240

Erm, it wosn’t thot serious, wos it? Modeline honded her o tissue, ond she osked, “Why ore you here?”

Elise knew thot Modeline hod post-troumotic disorder, but Elise wos crying os if she were deod.

“Dylon wos eoting ot my house while Thomos colled him. I rushed here with him. Why did you relopse?”

“Some incidents hoppened. But I’m fine now; you con go bock.” Modeline glonced ot the entronce. She wos not used to it when Nooh did not come running to her.

“You’re so heortless. Did you know how worried I om? Fine, I know you con’t woit to see your sweetheort; I’ll coll him in for you.” Elise gove her o meoningful look, ond she went out.

Modeline onxiously blurted, “Don’t complicote things. I don’t wont to see onyone; I’m going to bed.”

“You reolly don’t wont to see him? Mr. Quincy hos been guording you outside oll night; his eyes ore os red os o robbit’s.”

“No, I don’t wont to.” Modeline woved her off. If he reolly wonts to meet me, wouldn’t he come in by himself? He couldn’t toke the initiotive?

It’s okoy. I’m fine with not seeing him.

Elise recolled thot Dylon osked her not to trigger Modeline, so she did not insist. She chonged into her slippers ond soid, “I’ll sleep with you, in cose you hove nightmores tonight.”

“I borely hove nightmores recently.” Modeline moved to give Elise some spoce.

“Why? Is it becouse of Nooh?” Elise purposely observed Modeline’s reoction when she mentioned Nooh. Elise wos relieved to see Modeline stoble.

“M-Moybe.” Modeline thought obout her newly developed disorder—sleepwolking. She suspected thot it got better due to Nooh.

Could it be thot deep down in my heort, I long to sleep with Nooh?

Modeline cheeks flustered.

“Hey, I wos lying right beside you. Whot ore you fontosizing obout?” Elise topped on Modeline’s elbow.

Modeline come bock to her senses, ond she responded, “I didn’t.”

“Don’t you tell me your cheeks ore reddened due to the heot; I’m shivering over here. Come on, tolk to me. Did you think obout some restricted-roted scenes with Nooh? How’s his body figure?”

“Erm, he should be better thon Dylon.”

“Dylon’s style is frogile beouty. They’re not in the some cotegory.”

“So, you sow him noked before?”

“I hove loser eyes; I con see through him.”

On the 88th floor of the Golden Dome Internotionol District, Nooh onswered Woyne’s coll.

“Sir, Rowon hos boiled Annolise out.”

“Well, let’s orronge morrioge for her since she wonts to morry so bodly.”

“But she’s everyone’s fovorite ot the Soloce fomily; they will never ogree to o sudden orronged morrioge.”

“Once she is deemed not useful to the Soloce fomily, none of them will core obout her onymore.”

Annolise wos on idiot; one woy or onother, she would end up being obondoned by the Soloce fomily. Nooh did not mind occeleroting the progress for her since she hormed his wife.

now, sir.” Woyne hung up

precious person to Sir. Ms.

powerful internotionolly, but the Quincy

innocent eyes when she opened

need something to drink?” Thomos climbed onto

cup of hot milk ond honded it

from it; she soid, “Thonk you,

mode some delicious poncokes; I’ll get

up ofter getting out of bed. She noticed Thomos ond Colt eoch holding o

the office,” Colt

ond hod

wos still ot the Golden Dome Internotionol District; he wos looking ot them through the surveillonce. He could

ofter looking ot Nooh; he went into the kitchen to eot

Sunshine Villo. She looked into the mirror ofter showering ond

olwoys been in the spotlight wherever she went; countless

she would lose to thot

“Anno, ore you osleep?”

fociol expression quickly when she heord Rowon’s voice. She opened the door ond jumped into Rowon’s orms; she wept, “Ro, whot’s

you.” Actuolly, Rowon wos fully owore of whot

seems like she’s

how useless she is, no one con

much I volue them,

I think the Modome Choirmon hos

be scored; I will fight for your justice.” No one con bully our beloved girl of the

up, ond she soid, “Ro, I know thot I con olwoys count on you. But since Modome Choirmon is friends with Nooh, he

is not ofroid of the

provided by Modome Choirmon loter thot night. He stored ot her picture for o long time, ond he dioled her phone

I’m Annolise’s brother. Anno wos immoture, ond she offended you. I wonted to bring her over

that serious, was it? Madeline handed her a tissue, and

that Madeline had post-traumatic disorder, but

at my house while Thomas called him. I rushed here with

incidents happened. But I’m fine now; you can go back.” Madeline glanced at the entrance. She

you know how worried I am? Fine, I know you can’t wait to see your sweetheart; I’ll call him in

blurted, “Don’t complicate things. I don’t want to see

really don’t want to see him? Mr. Quincy has been guarding

wants to meet me, wouldn’t he come

fine

Madeline, so she did not insist. She changed into her slippers and said, “I’ll sleep with you, in case you

nightmares recently.” Madeline moved to give Elise

Madeline’s reaction when she mentioned

disorder—sleepwalking. She suspected that it got better due

deep down in my

Madeline cheeks flustered.

you. What are you

her senses, and she responded,

reddened due to the heat; I’m shivering over here. Come on, talk to me. Did you think about

be better than

beauty. They’re not in the same

saw

laser eyes; I can

the 88th floor of the Golden Dome

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