Aggressive wife novel (Madeline and Noah) novel Chapter 68

Aggresive Wife Chapter 68

Thomas trotted into the living room on the first floor of the Maple Forest Villa, accompanied by Wayne.

When he awoke and discovered that his Mommy was absent, he could not help feeling rather dispirited.

However, when he overheard Wayne saying that he was going to pick Noah up from Ms. Madeline’s home, he immediately perked up. He did not even bother freshening up first before hopping into the car along with Wayne and coming here.

“I’m so sorry for showing up like this, but young Colton has been making a fuss about seeing his daddy, so I brought him along…” Wayne apologized. Noah’s clothes in hand, he glanced with some embarrassment at the little boy who had seated himself at the breakfast table without a second thought and was now happily tucking into the food. He felt incredibly stressed out.

Ever since Colton had gotten lost, his whole personality had undergone a change, and his social skills had improved immensely. The boy had only been here for a few minutes, and he was already treating the place like his own home.

“Oh, don’t worry about it. Ms. Madeline really loves children. She’ll be very happy to know Colton is here,” Albert said blithely as he prepared Thomas’s favorite breakfast. He was spouting nonsense with a straight face, and he knew it.

Normally, he came over every morning to help Madeline prepare breakfast. However, it wasn’t until he ran into Wayne and Thomas that he realized Noah had stayed the night at the villa. He was burning with curiosity, but Madeline was not up yet, and it would have been far too rude to disturb her rest.

“Mr. Hudson, I’m sure you haven’t had breakfast yet. Why not join us?”

“I…” Wayne looked very awkward. It was true that he was genuinely very hungry. When Noah disappeared suddenly yesterday, he had pulled together a search party, and they had hunted for Noah the entire night. Right now, he was starving!

“Uncle Wayne, come and try Uncle Albert’s pancakes. They’re really good!”

“Well…alright then, I’ll have some, if you don’t mind, Mr. Wright.” Wayne’s face was beet red as he reluctantly made his way to the breakfast table.

The first person to come downstairs was Noah.

Since he did not have a change of clothes, he was still in yesterday’s half-damp trousers and thin shirt. The top two buttons of the shirt were undone, revealing a good deal of his muscular chest. This gave him an almost aristocratic air of decadent allure.

“Daddy!” When Thomas saw Noah coming down the stairs, he immediately hopped down from his chair and ran over as fast as his little legs could carry him.

“Colt? How did you get here?” Noah was considerably startled by his son’s sudden appearance. However, he still bent down and picked the little boy up.

“Uncle Wayne said you were here. I wanted to see you, so I came along. Why are you here, Daddy?”

“Daddy was sick yesterday, so I came to consult your Auntie Madeline.”

Thomas thought this was a reasonable explanation; after all, his Mommy was good at helping people get well. However, he wasn’t sure what sort of illness would necessitate drawing a large turtle on Noah’s chest!

“I’ve prepared a change of clothes for you, sir.” When Wayne saw the turtle drawn in lipstick on Noah’s chest, he almost spat out the mouthful of oatmeal he was on the verge of swallowing. It took him a considerable effort to regain his composure before he was able to stand up and pass Noah his clothes.

Noah went off to change as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. When he came back, he had enough of an appetite that Albert made him a large stack of pancakes for breakfast.

When Wayne saw his aristocratic, aloof boss sitting together with everyone at the table and happily eating pancakes, he thought he must be dreaming.

Was there anyone who could possibly enlighten him on what had happened last night? He half-suspected that a doppelganger had taken Noah’s place!

The man couldn’t possibly have been possessed by some alien soul, could he?

Right at this moment, Madeline made her way downstairs and came to an abrupt halt when she saw the cozy family-like scene in the dining room. For a moment, words failed her.

“Noah Quincy! Why are you still here?”

Ten minutes later, Noah and Wayne found themselves unceremoniously ushered out of the house. Thomas stood at the massive French windows and watched as Madeline ordered them out, waving to them both in a spurious show of sympathy.