Aggressive wife novel (Madeline and Noah) novel Chapter 115

Aggresive Wife Chapter 115

Let her go?

When Noah heard those words, it was as if a sharp knife had been thrust directly into his chest.

He had never considered doing anything to her, so how could he let her go?

“Please, Noah, let me go. The facts have proven that I owe you nothing, and I almost died once. If this was taken into consideration, it would appear that you owed me instead. However, this is in the past. Let bygones be bygones, shall we? Let me leave with the kid. I swear I’ll never bother you again.”

“You’re leaving? Where are you going?” A glimmer of anxiety appeared when Noah looked at the woman in front of him.

“You don’t need to know that. All you need to know is that I will never bother you again. That should be enough, shouldn’t it? After all, you’ve always despised me.”

Even though Madeline had put her hatred aside, there was one thing she was certain of—Noah despised her! One could even say that he thought she was repugnant!

So, even if she’d been cleared of suspicion, she wasn’t the “Ms. Madeline” Quincy had been nice to all along.

Since Thomas had sent Noah the video of her conversation with Angie on the hilltop, she couldn’t hide her identity any longer.

How could she have deserved the breakfast he had prepared for her?

“Madeline Grant, who told you I have always hated you?”

“Isn’t it?” Madeline asked, a little unsure.

“What makes you think I’ll let you take the child?”

“I gave birth to the child, so I must take him with me.” Madeline stood firm in her decision.

She had opened up about times when she had been falsely accused, shunned, and even when she had almost died. However, she would not step back when the matter came to her child.

She had to take Colt with her. That boy had endured great suffering under Noah all these years!

“I had a hand in the conception of that child. I’m not going to agree.” Noah gave a satisfied smile. He even drank a sip of the strawberry juice he had made for Madeline.

“You…” Madeline was at a loss for words. Such a shameless jerk, this one! His face is as thick as a wall, uttering such heinous nonsense in broad daylight!

“I can’t let you take the child away, but you are welcome to stay. In light of the fact that you are not the murderer, I owe you your life. Don’t you want to reclaim it?”

“Also, do you believe Angie has the intelligence to steal the Quincy family’s secrets and murder Grandpa? Don’t you want to catch the person responsible for this?”

Noah closed in on her slowly, and before Madeline knew it, she was cornered.

A large hand encircled her slim waist. She was forced to move closer to Noah, and the cool, woody aroma emanating from him instantly dispelled Madeline’s doubts.

In the next second, a smile that could charm all living things worked its way across her face. She continued, “Noah, you want me to stay here so badly. Don’t tell me you’ve fallen in love with me. How is it possible that I was unaware of Mr. Quincy’s propensity to reconcile with former lovers?”

“Love you? Am I being too obvious?”

“You couldn’t be more obvious.”

“That’s great. I thought you didn’t notice it.” Noah appeared to be relieved all of a sudden. With adoration so intense it might have drowned someone, he cast a loving gaze down at her.

Madeline, who had previously been very pleased with herself, was now dumbfounded.

That jerk! He really has skin thicker than the crust of the earth!

She was too tired to keep bickering with him in that position, so she just wanted to push him away, but she failed miserably.

She was held captive by Noah in the corner of a wall. He was clearly injured but still as tough and unyielding as a fortified fortress. It was so shocking!

“Madeline, are you happy to learn I’m in love with you?” As he edged toward Madeline, who was eager to leave that place, Noah asked her with great interest.

“I apologize. Mr. Quincy, I was young and inexperienced when I courted you. Now that I’m older, I don’t like men like Mr. Quincy, so please don’t waste your time on me any longer.”