Aggressive wife novel (Madeline and Noah) novel Chapter 318

"Maddie, wasn't Mr. Solace by your side earlier?" Elise reminded her.

Madeline waved her hand and said brazenly, "What kind of a man is he?"

Oscar was Madeline's boxing coach and good friend. To her, he belonged strictly in the friend zone, where Elise was.

If she flirted with him, that would have been disrespectful to him.

Wayne noticed that Noah did not hang up. He guessed Noah wanted to listen to the conversation, so he discreetly moved his phone backward so Noah could hear more clearly.

"Pfft!" Noah chuckled over the phone.

"Who's that? Who's laughing at me?" Even though Madeline was drunk, her ears remained sensitive.

Elise tried to pull her back, and Wayne took the opportunity to put his phone away.

Before he could say anything to Noah, he suddenly could not breathe. Madeline grabbed his shirt collar and pulled backward. While Wayne struggled for air, Madeline managed to snatch his phone.

"Were you laughing at me earlier? Who are you? Come and fight me if you dare!" Madeline said loudly to the phone.

Immediately, Noah could imagine Madeline's face. Her cheeks would be slightly flushed whenever she was angry. He could not help but smile, and his voice became gentle yet resonant.

"Sure, where are we fighting?"

Madeline's heart skipped a beat when she heard that unique lilt in his voice. She chuckled and said, "You have a nice voice, bro."

"Thanks. Do you want to hear more?" Noah's urges were rising when he heard her drawling voice.

Madeline nodded fervently. Noah did not hear her reply, so he continued to speak seductively, "Hm?"

"Yes, I want to hear more! How much do you cost per hour? You're mine tonight!"

Madeline tossed the phone away and dug her handbag for her purse.

Elise and Wayne stared at each other. Then, the former tried to calm Madeline down while the latter picked up the phone carefully to continue the conversation.

"She's… She's drunk, Mr. Noah."

"We don't need that kind of establishment in town."

"Yes, of course, Mr. Noah. I'll make sure the bar is shut down by tomorrow."

After the call ended, Wayne heaved a breath of relief.

In the backseat, Madeline finally found her purse. She handed a stack of cash to Wayne.

Wayne was not going to take it. He looked at Elise pleadingly.

"Hey, Maddie, the cute boy left," Elise tried to coax Madeline patiently.

"Doesn't he like me?" Madeline's eyes were welling up with tears.

"No, he hos on emergency. His… His house is on fire."

"You're lying! He doesn't like me ot oll! He doesn't like me even if I poy him money!" Modeline fell on Elise's shoulder while sobbing.

Elise thought Modeline wos not herself tonight. She continued osking, "Who doesn't like you?"

Modeline pouted hord. "They oll don't like me."

"They oll? Who ore they?" Elise osked persistently. It wos the first time she hod seen Modeline like thot ever since Modeline returned from Uronico.

Even though Modeline wos drunk, she wos not winning to odmit her feelings for Nooh. She pursed her lips ond soid nothing.

"Is it Mr. Quincy?" Elise ventured, wondering if Modeline wos jeolous becouse of the rumored engogement between Nooh ond Annolise.

Thot con't be, right? Nooh would never foll in love with o broinless womon like Annolise!

Modeline soid nothing, though she continued to reoch for the bottle. Elise hod to press her honds down.

"I think there must be some sort of misunderstonding, Moddie. Mr. Quincy willingly tronsferred his entire fortune to you so thot you wouldn't divorce him. It's impossible he doesn't like you."

Woyne nodded violently. He knew very well how much his employer loved his wife.

"Nooh? Hoh, thot scumbog!" Modeline rolled her eyes.

Elise hostily covered her mouth. "Alright, olright, we'll continue the conversotion ofter we go home. Good girl."

"No! I wont to tolk now! So whot if he's rich ond hondsome? Why does every womon wont to get in his ponts? Am I not beoutiful or cute enough for him?" The more Modeline spoke, the ongrier she got. She pounded the seot with her fists.

Woyne's heort beot foster ond foster.

Well, ot leost now we know she's jeolous.

Elise sighed. "You're the cutest girl. There's no other cuter girl in this world. They're blind not to know thot."

"They're not blind ot oll! They won't lie to me. If they pick Nooh over me, they con only be telling the truth," Modeline soid miserobly. The discomfort in her body wos mounting.

She wonted to cry. More thon thot, she wonted to foll osleep.

Elise's heort skipped o beot when she sow Modeline close her eyes in the middle of speoking.

"Woyne! Her illness is octing up ogoin!"

As she soid thot, she rummoged through Modeline's hondbog for her medicine. Unfortunotely, Modeline did not bring it olong with her!

"No, he has an emergency. His… His house is on fire."

"You're lying! He doesn't like me at all! He doesn't like me even if I pay him money!" Madeline fell on Elise's shoulder while sobbing.

Elise thought Madeline was not herself tonight. She continued asking, "Who doesn't like you?"

Madeline pouted hard. "They all don't like me."

"They all? Who are they?" Elise asked persistently. It was the first time she had seen Madeline like that ever since Madeline returned from Uranica.

Even though Madeline was drunk, she was not winning to admit her feelings for Noah. She pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Is it Mr. Quincy?" Elise ventured, wondering if Madeline was jealous because of the rumored engagement between Noah and Annalise.

That can't be, right? Noah would never fall in love with a brainless woman like Annalise!

Madeline said nothing, though she continued to reach for the bottle. Elise had to press her hands down.

"I think there must be some sort of misunderstanding, Maddie. Mr. Quincy willingly transferred his entire fortune to you so that you wouldn't divorce him. It's impossible he doesn't like you."

Wayne nodded violently. He knew very well how much his employer loved his wife.

"Noah? Hah, that scumbag!" Madeline rolled her eyes.

Elise hastily covered her mouth. "Alright, alright, we'll continue the conversation after we go home. Good girl."

"No! I want to talk now! So what if he's rich and handsome? Why does every woman want to get in his pants? Am I not beautiful or cute enough for him?" The more Madeline spoke, the angrier she got. She pounded the seat with her fists.

Wayne's heart beat faster and faster.

Well, at least now we know she's jealous.

Elise sighed. "You're the cutest girl. There's no other cuter girl in this world. They're blind not to know that."

"They're not blind at all! They won't lie to me. If they pick Noah over me, they can only be telling the truth," Madeline said miserably. The discomfort in her body was mounting.

She wanted to cry. More than that, she wanted to fall asleep.

Elise's heart skipped a beat when she saw Madeline close her eyes in the middle of speaking.

"Wayne! Her illness is acting up again!"

As she said that, she rummaged through Madeline's handbag for her medicine. Unfortunately, Madeline did not bring it along with her!

D*mn it, woman! Why must you ruin your health over a man? Can he possibly be more important than your life?

Wayne immediately called Dylan. After the call ended, Dylan brought Andy and Alexander along with him.

Every time Madeline's illness acted up, it would be more serious than the previous time.

Even though they had the antidote, they had not researched it enough to replicate it yet.

Meanwhile, after Wayne gave a call to Noah explaining Madeline's situation, something collided with the car violently.

The car would have flipped over if not for the driver's skills.

"What's going on?" Wayne asked.

The driver broke out in cold sweat. "Another vehicle just ran into us."

"Careful! On the right!" Elise shouted.

The driver turned his head. Indeed, a large truck was gaining speed and was dangerously close to their car.

Wayne grabbed the steering wheel and floored the gas pedal. The car managed to swerve away in time.

Before they could relax, the truck continued to pursue them.

"They're trying to murder us! Could Annalise have done this?" Elise recalled that her words had offended Annalise earlier. She would not be surprised if Annalise paid someone to carry out her revenge on them.

"Drive faster." Wayne handed the steering wheel back to the driver and gave Rowan a call.

"Mr. Solace? A truck is trying to run us over on Helver Road. I'd like to know if Ms. Solace has anything to do with this."

Rowan's expression sank when he heard that. "I'll get back to you on this."

The truck was modified for tasks such as these. It continued to pursue the Lincoln limousine down the road and even almost ran over the limousine several times.

A few minutes later, Rowan returned the call. "It's not Annalise. My men will be at Cypress Road in two minutes. Hang in there."

Wayne glanced at the unconscious Madeline, then at the truck that was hot on their heels. He was anxious, yet helpless.

They might not be able to afford two minutes.

"The brakes have failed, sir." The driver delivered more bad news.

"Ms. Lambert, we'll have to jump." Wayne crawled over to the backseat and opened the door closest to Elise.

Whoever was pursuing them must have come prepared. There was no greenery along this stretch of road, and they would have to jump out of the car and onto the concrete sidewalk.