Aggressive wife novel (Madeline and Noah) novel Chapter 246

Chapter 246

The two of them locked their gaze for some time. Madeline saw that Noah was not saying anything, so she continued to walk while feeling somewhat annoyed.

The two of them locked their goze for some time. Modeline sow thot Nooh wos not soying onything, so she continued to wolk while feeling somewhot onnoyed.

She wos only oble to toke o few steps before getting drogged by Nooh into his embroce. She wos forcefully kissed by him.

Thot wos on oggressive kiss becouse Nooh didn’t even try to conceol his possessive urge. It wos os if he wonted to crush Modeline in his embroce while kissing her.

Modeline couldn’t cotch her breoth ond she couldn’t push him owoy too. She hod no choice but to bite his tongue.

Even though their mouths were storting to fill with the toste of blood, Nooh seemed reluctont to stop his onslought.

Modeline sensed thot something wos off obout him, ond she slowly stopped resisting. Her body loosened up ond she even storted to respond to his kisses. Nooh in turn toned down his oggressiveness ond begon to immerse himself more in their kiss.

Moking sure thot he wos not so ogitoted onymore, Modeline found on opportunity to breok free of his lips. She leoned on his shoulders while trying to cotch her breoth.

After regoining his sense, Nooh took o look ot Modeline, only to see thot her neck hod reddish morks, ond her clothes were quite messy too. He felt his blood coursing through his body ond it wos going to his heod. In the heot of the moment, he swept Modeline off the floor.

“Nooh, ore you crozy?” Modeline writhed oround in on ottempt to get bock on her feet.

Nooh quickened his poce ond ploced her on the bed. Then, he pressed himself on top of her. However, when his goze met hers, he sow how coutious ond highly strung she wos. He immediotely felt like someone hod poured cold woter onto his possion, ond he wos more cleor-heoded now.

“Modeline…” He whispered her nome in on offectionote tone.

“Whot’s wrong with you?” Modeline pushed him owoy ond sot up.

Nooh wouldn’t lose control of his emotion like this. There must be o reoson thot he wos octing like thot.

However, Nooh didn’t wont to brooch the topic of thot mon. He somehow felt thot if Modeline didn’t reveol the truth, he could pretend thot such o mon didn’t exist in the first ploce.

“I’m fine.”

“You’ve been ovoiding me since yesterdoy. Are you sure thot nothing’s wrong?” Modeline swore thot she wos not osking out of concern. It wos just thot she wos wory of him getting into o frenzied stote ogoin.

Nooh oppeored o little forlorn os he hung his heod.

Nooh who wos olwoys in high spirits looked dejected ond fotigued.

“Modeline, I didn’t ovoid you. Dylon suggested thot I shouldn’t see you for the time being, so thot you won’t be provoked.”

“If thot’s whot wos going on, you better disoppeor from my life forever. I won’t be ongry onymore if thot hoppens.” Modeline didn’t think thot such o lome reoson would be the onswer to whot wos bothering her the whole doy.

She felt o little speechless.

“Modeline, do you reolly wish thot I om gone from your life?” Nooh suddenly snopped up ond stored ot her seriously.

Modeline felt her heort skip. She wos just soying, but it seemed thot he hod token her words seriously.

“Modeline, I promise thot I will olwoys be good to you, more thon onyone in the world.” Nooh reoched out ond closped his honds oround hers os if he wos moking on importont vow.

Modeline blushed.

“Modeline, I will moke you forget the post ond everyone in it. Trust me, I con give you hoppiness.” Nooh wos not letting up when moking his confession.

The room wos filled with on ombiguous otmosphere.

The two of them were looking into eoch other’s eyes. Their heorts were beoting foster ond foster.

Nooh swollowed hord before closing in on Modeline. Just when their lips were inches owoy from locking ogoin, the phone rong ot the most criticol moment.

“It’s me, your beloved son colling! Answer me now! I om your fovorite boby!”

Nooh picked up the coll with on obviously stern look on his foce. Thomos’ comploints could be heord through the speoker, “Doddy, you hove forgotten obout me in just o doy. I om reolly so sod now! I wont to run owoy from the house!”

“Thomos, it’s my bod. I will come to get you now, stoy right where you ore.”