Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Chapter 582

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Chapter 582 - Who Hit My Children?

Noah had carried the woman in the room and laid her down on the sofa. He left just in time to see

Thomas pushing someone down the stairs. “Thomas! Look at what you’ve done!”

He was about to teach Thomas a lesson, but was stopped by Albert.

“Out of my way!” Noah barked angrily.

Albert was expressionless. He walked over to Thomas and Mackenzie and carried them in each hand,

then said to Noah, “I’ll be taking them home now.”

The word ‘home’ struck deeply into Noah’s heart, and he instantly felt a surge of anger.

“This is their home. Where do you think you’re taking them to?” he said curtly.

Albert mocked, “Home? In what child’s home were they hunted like animals? What sort of child would

have a father that would lock them in their rooms without reason? I am sure that Ms. Madeline didn’t

bring the two children back here only to have them mistreated like this!”

“They are my children. You have no right to take them away!” Noah stepped forward, wanting to snatch

Thomas and Madeline away from Albert’s grasp.

However, Colton had pulled tightly on the corner of his shirt. Bawling his face out, he cried, “Daddy,

you’ve gone too far!”

Noah’s heart sank. He looked back at Thomas and Mackenzie. The two had streaks of tears running

down their faces, as they looked at their father with disappointment.

“Uncle Albert, I want to go home,” Mackenzie wrapped around Albert’s neck and buried her face into

his shoulder as she cried softly.

Seeing his daughter’s trembling shoulders, Noah finally came to his senses.

‘What have I done?’ he thought.

Noah could feel a surging pain in his head as the anger welled inside him with no way of coming out. It

felt like he would snap with even the slightest annoyance.

Had he not had a strong sense of self-control, he would likely have hit Thomas with an even heavier

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hand.

‘Did I just hit Thomas?’ Noah looked at his hand, as his thoughts were in disarray.

“Zeke, I’m sorry for scaring you. It’s getting late. Why don’t you go to your room and rest?” Noah tried

to comfort his daughter as he always did.

However, the second he took a step forward, Mackenzie’s body would jerk. Frightened, she buried

herself into Albert’s embrace.

“Mr. Quincy, if you would excuse us.” Albert said as he left holding the two children. Before he had

gone, he turned around to look at Colton. The boy’s head was down and his eyes were closed. Albert

didn’t know what was going on in his mind, but seeing as he was holding tightly onto Noah’s shirt, he

didn’t say anything more and went on his way.

Noah had wanted to stop them. He had wanted to give Albert a good beating then take the kids back,

lock them in their room and never let them go anywhere else. However, his mind was telling him that

would be a bad idea.

If he were to do that, the children would likely leave him forever.

Thus, Albert was able to drive off from the Quincy family villa as everyone else watched.

As Colton let go of Noah’s shirt, the latter shook his head, wanting to dispel the thoughts that had taken

root. He then knelt down to comfort Colton, as well as ask him what was going on.

However, before he could do that, a woman’s cry resounded from the room.

Noah immediately got up and rushed inside, closing the door along the way.

Watching his father shut the door behind him, Colton silently returned to his own room and locked it

shut.

Meanwhile, Mackenzie and Thomas were in the car. The air around them was gloomy, especially

Mackenzie. She had always been Noah’s precious little girl and was always showered with words of

praise and affection.

But now? She concluded that if she had kicked that woman like Thomas did, her father would smack

her too.

‘Men are all pigs. I don’t want this Daddy anymore. I’m not going to cry for a Daddy like this.’

“Uncle Albert, please take us to the hospital. We want to see Mommy.” Mackenzie pleaded.

Feeling sorry for the children, Albert nodded.

“Uncle Albert, help us buy tickets to Uranica too. I don’t want to stay here anymore!” Thomas struggled

to speak as he wiped away the tears.

“Mr. Quinn is still sick. Even if you want to go back, you should at least wait for him to get better,” Albert

sensed something was amiss with Noah that night. It didn’t seem like he was acting as he normally

would.

Normally when Thomas made a blunder, Madeline would be the one to punish him, while Noah had

always played the role of a consoling parent.

“Then we’ll go back once godfather gets better. The Godfather is a good person, much better than that

man!” Mackenzie was absolutely fuming and wouldn’t even call Noah Daddy at this point, simply

referring to him as ‘that man’.

Albert laughed weakly. Children had such innocent minds, after all. Anything they liked or disliked, they

would show it through their words and expressions.

He was planning to give Mackenzie and Thomas an advice or two, but he soon remembered that Ciara

had wanted him to come up with a plan to take Madeline back to Uranica. Ultimately, he decided that it

was best he kept quiet.

Half an hour passed, and Thomas and Mackenzie were now outside of Xander’s hospital room.

Madeline was nodding off as she lay against the headboard. In her foggy consciousness, she noticed

Mackenzie and Thomas’s tiny faces plastered on the glass wall and thought that she must be

dreaming.

She assumed that the children had appeared in her dreams because of her overwhelming guilt.

However, she quickly came to when she saw the door being opened, as she noticed that both

Mackenzie and Thomas were crying. Thomas was quick to get into trouble and would often cry after

being punished, but Mackenzie wasn’t one that was prone to tears easily, especially not crying the way

she did like she had suffered some kind of harrowing ordeal.

“Mommy! Let’s go back to Uranica!” The children pleaded as they dove into Madeline’s embrace.

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Madeline held them affectionately as she checked if they were hurt. When she touched Thomas’s butt,

she heard him make a deep gasp.

Her heart instantly sank. She quickly brought Thomas to the toilet and took off his pants. Seeing the

bruise on his bottom, her expression turned cold, “What happened?”

“Mommy, Zeke got hurt at the waist too,” Thomas remembered the servant that had forcibly pulled on

Mackenzie. That was definitely going to leave a bruise.

Madeline soon brought Mackenzie into the washroom too. Her face paled even further when she saw

the bruise on Mackenzie’s waist.

She went outside and asked Albert, “What happened?”

Albert massaged his temples helplessly and answered, “Let Thomas explain the whole thing to you. I’m

not too clear on the specifics either.”

However, Thomas was completely bawling his face out on Madeline’s thigh and was in no condition to

speak.

Not to mention, the children were extremely tired. The fatigue was apparent on their faces.

Suppressing her rage, Madeline took her children to a hotel nearby the hospital and checked into one

of the rooms. As she bathed the two, she saw the wounds on their bodies again and felt another pang

of sadness and anger.

After putting the two children to bed, Madeline gave Noah a call.

As though he had been waiting by the phone the entire time, Noah instantly picked up her call the

moment it rang.

At the moment, he was standing on the balcony, having braved the cold wind for over an hour and

regained much of his clarity.

“Is Colt there with you?” When Thomas spoke of returning to Uranica, Madeline guessed that Noah

might have had something to do with it. Otherwise, Albert wouldn’t have been so tight-lipped about it

either.

“Yeah,” Noah felt like there was a lump in his throat, and he couldn’t think of what else to say.

“Who was the one who hit my kids?” Madeline’s every word was brimming with a deathly chill.

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