Aggressive wife novel (Madeline and Noah) novel Chapter 18

Chapter 18 What a Show

Angie looked absolutely wretched, which had Noah frowning at the sight.

“Wayne, go help.”

Wayne Hudson immediately took an umbrella and got out of the car to help her up.

Angie hadn’t expected to be left out in the cold. Noah had sent Wayne to her side instead of assisting her himself.

Her eyes reddened.

She felt resentful, but at least she achieved her objective.

Angie endured her grievances as she was escorted inside.

The car stopped before the porch, away from the raging storm. Noah then got out of the car.

He had just gotten out when Angie ran up and leaned against him. “You’re finally home, Noah. I heard that Colt was missing. I got worried…”

Her face was wet with rain. She looked every bit anxious with her red-rimmed eyes.

She reached out to grab his hand but he was quick to dodge.

He looked askance at her. The look in his eyes was one of mixed feelings but it eventually gave way to a hint of tenderness. “Have Ms. Grant change her clothes.”

“No. Where is Colt? It’s storming outside. I’m worried!”

Angie caught a glimpse of tenderness in Noah’s eyes and decided to strike while the iron was hot in her excitement.

She refused. Despite being drenched by the rain, she wanted to give him a show.

“Do as I say!”

“Noah…”

Angie wanted to say more but he passed her and headed straight upstairs.

Of course, she wouldn’t give up quite so easily. She lifted her drenched skirt and trailed after him.

She hadn’t even reached the second floor when she heard the sound of thumping steps down the hallway upstairs.

Then, a soft voice rang out.

Angie could feel herself cracking!

“You’re home, Daddy!” Thomas Grant ran up to Noah with his arms outstretched.

Noah picked him up and held him in his arms.

“Yes, I’m home. Daddy’s here. Don’t be scared.” Noah hugged Thomas and reassured the young boy with a rare show of tenderness.

He had received news half an hour ago that the butler found Colton in the corner of the attic shivering.

Noah felt an inexplicable pain wash over him.

It hurt.

Colton had always been afraid of the storm. He used to keep it to himself and endured by hiding away in the attic.

He had finally spoken up, but his so-called father had arrived late.

Thomas felt how gentle Noah’s hold was while nestled in his arms.

He wound his small arms tightly around Noah’s neck and rested his head on his shoulder. He was just thinking of riding the scum of the human as a means to rest, only to be met by the sight of the soaked woman when he looked up.

Angie’s heart skipped a beat when she heard Colton’s voice. Fortunately, she was quick to regulate her emotions as she bounded upstairs.

“Colt? You… You’re home? I was so worried!”

She looked emotional as she lunged to grab the child’s hand only to be met by his avoidance.