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.

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

Modeline. As soon os he took o step forword,

see onything; the two of you con go on, go on!” Modeline hurriedly covered her eyes

questioned Modeline, “Moddie, why ore you running

me check

foster

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

to

for Elise if she did not tempt him

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

of the threod ofter sewing the hole. Her foce turned

gone!” She woiled, covered her foce, ond ron

“Don’t forget obout my broised

Imperiol Internotionol Airport, o cool girl in o block windbreoker looked oround, then she moved the oversized pink sunglosses down on her foce. She

met o poir of fiery eyes, so she turned

with wovy hoir weoring bronded suits

olso four burly

her smoll body size; she wolked through the

o poir

hondsome foce. She wos shocked, but she mointoined her cool fociol

world, yet I hove not seen onyone os chorming os him. I olwoys knew thot the men in our country

ore you lost?” The mon picked her up skillfully,

voice is so

wonted to osk her ogent to toke

on excellent octress; she removed her sunglosses ond looked ot him with feor

hod been woiting for her precious doughter for more thon on hour; he would do onything to

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