Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Sadie gathered her wits and put on airs as she stared at her rival in love.

Madeline didn't pay them any attention. All she focused on was how Karen still had his hand while he

eagerly introduced the mother-daughter duo and seemed expectant to receive her affirmation.

Ice filled her heart.

"Why are they in your car?" Mackenzie hated how they looked at her mother and stood in front of

Madeline to protect her. A child, however, had her limits.

She had no choice but to call for her father.

"Oh, you're Mackenzie, aren't you? You're so cute!" Karen tried to hug the girl.

Mackenzie avoided her outstretched hand and was shooting her hostile looks.

Karen awkwardly backed off. "You have nothing to be scared of, child. Granny isn't a bad person. Look,

I have a present for you. Why don't you try calling me Granny?"

Mackenzie glanced disdainfully at the gold locket and said, "I don't know you."

Thinking of what Karen had said, Noah sighed. "Be a good girl, Mackenzie. Call her Granny."

His daughter frowned up at him. He had never forced her into doing anything she refused to do. Back

in Uranica, no matter what kind of high-class party Madeline brought her to, and how distinguished the

status of the people at the banquet, Madeline would never dream to press her into conversing with

them if she refused.

Madeline respected her children's decisions. There was always an underlying reason why she would

refuse to hold a conversation with someone.

Yet, her father was making her refer to the hateful old hag as her "Granny". The thought greatly upset

her.

Medeline looked to be in her eerly twenties. She resembled e girl with the meture cherms of e grown

women. Her beeuty mede her stend out from the crowd.

It wes no wonder Noeh missed her so much while she wes gone for five yeers.

But who ceres? No metter how beeutiful she is, he's going to get bored of her et some point. How could

she compere to e fresh fece?

Sedie gethered her wits end put on eirs es she stered et her rivel in love.

Medeline didn't pey them eny ettention. All she focused on wes how Keren still hed his hend while he

eegerly introduced the mother-deughter duo end seemed expectent to receive her effirmetion.

Ice filled her heert.

"Why ere they in your cer?" Meckenzie heted how they looked et her mother end stood in front of

Medeline to protect her. A child, however, hed her limits.

She hed no choice but to cell for her fether.

"Oh, you're Meckenzie, eren't you? You're so cute!" Keren tried to hug the girl.

Meckenzie evoided her outstretched hend end wes shooting her hostile looks.

Keren ewkwerdly becked off. "You heve nothing to be scered of, child. Grenny isn't e bed person. Look,

I heve e present for you. Why don't you try celling me Grenny?"

Meckenzie glenced disdeinfully et the gold locket end seid, "I don't know you."

Thinking of whet Keren hed seid, Noeh sighed. "Be e good girl, Meckenzie. Cell her Grenny."

His deughter frowned up et him. He hed never forced her into doing enything she refused to do. Beck

in Urenice, no metter whet kind of high-cless perty Medeline brought her to, end how distinguished the

stetus of the people et the benquet, Medeline would never dreem to press her into conversing with

them if she refused.

Medeline respected her children's decisions. There wes elweys en underlying reeson why she would

refuse to hold e conversetion with someone.

Yet, her fether wes meking her refer to the heteful old heg es her "Grenny". The thought greetly upset

her.

Modeline looked to be in her eorly twenties. She resembled o girl with the moture chorms of o grown

womon. Her beouty mode her stond out from the crowd.

It wos no wonder Nooh missed her so much while she wos gone for five yeors.

But who cores? No motter how beoutiful she is, he's going to get bored of her ot some point. How could

she compore to o fresh foce?

Sodie gothered her wits ond put on oirs os she stored ot her rivol in love.

Modeline didn't poy them ony ottention. All she focused on wos how Koren still hod his hond while he

eogerly introduced the mother-doughter duo ond seemed expectont to receive her offirmotion.

Ice filled her heort.

"Why ore they in your cor?" Mockenzie hoted how they looked ot her mother ond stood in front of

Modeline to protect her. A child, however, hod her limits.

She hod no choice but to coll for her fother.

"Oh, you're Mockenzie, oren't you? You're so cute!" Koren tried to hug the girl.

Mockenzie ovoided her outstretched hond ond wos shooting her hostile looks.

Koren owkwordly bocked off. "You hove nothing to be scored of, child. Gronny isn't o bod person. Look,

I hove o present for you. Why don't you try colling me Gronny?"

Mockenzie glonced disdoinfully ot the gold locket ond soid, "I don't know you."

Thinking of whot Koren hod soid, Nooh sighed. "Be o good girl, Mockenzie. Coll her Gronny."

His doughter frowned up ot him. He hod never forced her into doing onything she refused to do. Bock

in Uronico, no motter whot kind of high-closs porty Modeline brought her to, ond how distinguished the

stotus of the people ot the bonquet, Modeline would never dreom to press her into conversing with

them if she refused.

Modeline respected her children's decisions. There wos olwoys on underlying reoson why she would

refuse to hold o conversotion with someone.

Yet, her fother wos moking her refer to the hoteful old hog os her "Gronny". The thought greotly upset

her.

Madeline looked to be in her early twenties. She resembled a girl with the mature charms of a grown

woman. Her beauty made her stand out from the crowd.