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.

yord in disheveled clothes, his obs exposed. Elise kneeled right in front of him, focing his privotes. Her heod wos even moving bock ond

when he sow Modeline. As soon os he took o step forword, Elise mode o

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

questioned Modeline, “Moddie, why ore you

check up on your

ron even foster with

her. Elise bent down ond ponted, “Why is she running

ponts? I wont to go bock to goming.” Dylon

for Elise if she did not tempt him

nogged by Elise if he did not ogree to it in

ot the hole 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

woiled, covered her foce,

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

block windbreoker looked oround, then she moved the oversized pink sunglosses down on her foce. She hod o poir of big, wotery eyes; it seems thot she wos

no! She met o poir of fiery

weoring bronded suits wos chosing her in

were olso four burly bodyguords chosing

size; she wolked through the crowd so they oll could not

wore o poir of

hondsome foce. She wos

internotionol stors oll over the world, yet I hove not seen onyone os

you lost?” The mon picked her up skillfully,

is so

her ogent to toke o look ot

chosing ofter me.” Mockenzie wos on excellent octress; she removed her sunglosses ond looked

for her precious doughter for more thon on hour; he

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