Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

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Chapter 365 Noah Is A Massive Sap

A familiar scent wafted over as a slender arm reached out above her for the handwash soap.

"Thank you, Daddy!" Mackenzie gave her father a toothy grin.

"Let me help." Noah hovered over Madeline from behind to help his daughter wash her hands.

The caged Madeline could feel Noah's body heat searing into her back as her heart thumped out of

tune.

"Yay! My hands smell nice now. Mommy, you should wash your hands too!" Mackenzie tugged at her

mother's hands until they were sitting under the tap.

When she came to, Noah's fingers were already on top of her own.

He was carefully cleaning every crevice as if she were a child.

The slippery sensation of his hand on hers and his body pressed up against her had her blushing.

"Done." She tried to tug her hands away from his but he tightened his grip.

She turned her head to shoot him a look when she failed to break free.

He had clearly been waiting for her to turn his way. A smile bloomed on his face the moment their eyes

met.

Her heart fluttered at the sight.

He inched close, slowly closing the distance between them as if he wanted to kiss her.

She hurriedly shoved him aside and took Mackenzie with her back to the table.

It was fortunate that Noah let it slide. It would be far too much if he actually kissed her in front of

Mackenzie.

Did he even consider his daughter's feelings?

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Madeline couldn't help but glare at him but Noah's mood had improved significantly by then. He was

contentedly piling food into the children's plates.

"Maddie, the special remedy is almost done. You should keep up the upkeep for the next two days. We

don't know what kind of side effects will present themselves once taken." Dylan could finally approach

Madeline now that Noah was in a better mood.

He wasn't that eager to dig his grave by poking the hornet's nest.

"Side effects?" Madeline asked in confusion.

Dylan eyed Noah warily as he explained, "There's a possibility that you'd be sleeping longer than usual

but don't worry. Everything will be back to normal once you wake up. Noah says we'll take you home if

you fall asleep."

"What about his remedy?" Madeline looked at Noah.

Noah's condition was far worse than hers. Why aren't his remedies being produced first>

"This is a little more complicated and will need time," Dylan explained vaguely.

Madeline's expression turned serious. She shot a stern glare at Noah. "Did you force William to

develop the drugs I needed first? You're sending me away while I'm asleep so you can face Trenton

yourself?"

He inclined his head but that only fueled her anger.

"So now you care about me? And here I thought you didn't want to see me."

The fire in Madeline's eyes was ablaze. "I was just worried about the money!"

"I've already handed the Quinton Corporation over to Lucas. Even if I die here, you'll still get your share

and not one cent less."

She got to her feet as her eyes grew bloodshot. " What right do you have to make my plans for me, Mr.

Quincy?"

"I am arranging everything on behalf of you as your husband. Is there something wrong with that?"

Noah also stood up. Dylan could tell that a fight was about to break out and hurried to usher the triplets

away.

Noah stared straight into her eyes as she tried to stop her tears from welling up in them. The sight filled

him with guilt.

"Smartass." She didn't cry. All she did was give him an icy look and left.

Noah followed after her, only for her to turn around to stomp him on his foot. "Stop following me."

"I do what I want." He leveled a stare at her.

His refusal to stand down only made her angrier. She took a deep breath and returned to her room to

head to the bathroom.

Noah got in her way. 'Where are you going?"

"That's none of your business." Madeline pushed him aside and went into the bathroom to dress and

do her makeup.

He seemed to have guessed her intentions and once again stood firm at the door.

"You're not allowed to go."

She ignored him and shoved him aside. He retaliated by pulling her right into his embrace and leaning

against the door frame. His face lost color as he swayed on his feet.

"Again? I'm not buying it this time." She tried to show herself to be less gullible.

He didn't say a word but the cold sweat beading on his forehead only got worse.

There was a slight change in her expression before she pushed him aside and ran out.

Noah grabbed her by the hem of her shirt. "You're still leaving?" He asked sadly.

She held her breath and answered as casually as she could, "You're going to die sooner or later

anyway. What's the point of me caring?"

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"You're so cruel." He released her and laughed mockingly at himself.

Madeline raced downstairs with brisk steps.

Noah, meanwhile, slid along the doorframe and sat on the floor. His emotions left him agitated. He took

out a box of cigarettes, lit one, and took a long drag.

The scent of tobacco made him realize that he hadn't smoked since her return.

He smoked to relieve himself of his misery when his grandfather passed away in the past but it quickly

became apparent that he only desperately needed the smoke when he thought about her.

"Do you actually want to die, Noah? Didn't I tell you to stop smoking?" Dylan took the cigarette away

from him.

Noah stared unhappily at him. "Why are you looking at me like that? Keep smoking and even the gods

won't be able to save you."

Noah raised a brow. "I passed Madeline all dressed up just now. Do you know where she's going?"

"How would I know?" Where else would she go if not to see the children's godfather?

Was that man so important that she had to go see him after hearing the news that the drug would

knock her out? Was he more important than the me lying here right now?

"I think she's gone to see Xander. I'm telling you to not risk your life to save her. What's the point? She

doesn't care about you one bit." Dylan saw it all as petty drama.

Noah propped himself up with the wall. "Never say that to me again. I decided to save her. I don't care

who it is she loves. I'll save her regardless."

"Hear that? I told you Noah's a massive sap!" Dylan turned to smile ambiguously at the person behind

him.

Madeline was standing behind him with a cup of warm milk in hand.

The sight of her with an expression so serene filled his empty heart. A smile involuntarily made its way

to his face.

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