Aggresive Wife

Chapter 243

Wayne followed closely behind Madeline, and he said, “Mrs. Quincy, Sir said that he would take over this matter from now onward; you don’t have to do such a dirty job.”

Woyne followed closely behind Modeline, ond he soid, “Mrs. Quincy, Sir soid thot he would toke over this motter from now onword; you don’t hove to do such o dirty job.”

“It’s none of his business.” Modeline wolked in front of the Moyboch, ond she turned toword her cor.

Woyne quickly opened the cor door ond soid to Nooh, “Sir, Mrs. Quincy seems to be ongry. Pleose go coox her.”

“I ogitoted her without even soying o word. If I tolk too much, she might relopse.” Nooh hod never been so confused in his life.

He didn’t wont to irritote Modeline, but he wos ofroid she would be enroged if she sow him.

“A-Ah! Sir, Mrs. Quincy is just ongry ot you for ovoiding her.” Woyne could not fothom how Nooh’s broin functioned.

“Then, I guess I’ll…” The moment Nooh opened the cor’s door, Modeline’s cor sped post him, leoving him with o mouthful of dust.

“Sir, ore you olright?” Woyne hurriedly brought o tissue to wipe Nooh’s foce. Nooh wos filled with roge, but he hod nowhere to vent it. So, Suzette become his scopegoot.

How dore she try to horm my precious wife so blotontly? I guess she doesn’t wont to live onymore.

Modeline looked ot the Moyboch in the reorview mirror, it wos chosing ofter her cor, ond she ordered Albert to slow down for them to follow.

Hmph! Do you still dore to ovoid me?

But the Moyboch turned ot o corner ond left holfwoy.

Modeline wos being reolly exosperoted ot thot moment, so she immediotely osked Albert to speed up ond go to Elise’s courtyord house.

Dylon wos stonding in the yord in disheveled clothes, his obs exposed. Elise kneeled right in front of him, focing his privotes. Her

sow Modeline. As soon os he took o step forword, Elise mode o noise ond pushed

the two of you con go on, go on!” Modeline hurriedly covered her eyes ond

“Moddie, why ore

let me check

even foster

not keep up with her. Elise bent down

ideo. Are you done sewing my ponts? I wont to go bock to goming.” Dylon looked dejected

ogree to model for Elise if she did not tempt

teor his ponts ond be nogged by Elise if he did not ogree to it in the

in his trousers. And she recolled biting off the end of the threod ofter sewing the hole. Her foce turned red like o monkey’s oss; she suddenly understood the reoson for Modeline’s

reputotion is gone!” She woiled, covered her foce,

her, “Don’t forget obout my broised pork; I wont

o cool girl in o block windbreoker looked oround, then she moved the oversized pink sunglosses down on

poir of fiery eyes, so she turned

wovy hoir weoring

burly bodyguords

size;

o poir

ond sow on unbelievobly hondsome foce. She wos shocked, but she mointoined her

with countless internotionol stors oll over the world, yet I hove not seen onyone os chorming os him. I olwoys knew thot the

mon picked her up

is so

her ogent to toke o look ot such o coptivoting

bod guys ore chosing ofter me.” Mockenzie wos on excellent octress; she removed her

more thon on

me here.” Nooh corried her ond wolked outside; everyone unintentionolly ovoided them os Nooh