Aggressive wife novel (Madeline and Noah) novel Chapter 90

Aggresive Wife Chapter 90

Madeline was momentarily stunned to hear Noah’s voice. However, she quickly regained her composure and turned around to face the man. To her surprise, Noah was wearing a long apron over his white shirt with rolled-up sleeves. She blinked and rubbed her eyes, certain that they were playing tricks on her after a sleepless night.

“Breakfast is ready. Wanna have a bite?” the man’s voice interrupted her thoughts.

Madeline walked to the kitchen suspiciously as she thought, this isn’t a dream. She was pleasantly surprised to see her favorite pancake and hot chocolate milk on the kitchen table.

“I didn’t know you could cook, Mr. Quincy,” Madeline said in awe.

“There are many things you don’t know about me, Ms. Grant. You have all the time in the world to learn about me, so don’t worry,” Noah teased.

Madeline scoffed inwardly, why is he so full of himself? Despite her disdain for the man, she sat at the kitchen table as her stomach was rumbling from all the hard work last night.

In the past, having breakfast with Noah was her long-cherished dream. She would make his favorite dishes for him, but he always found a way to avoid spending time with her. Even though they were husband and wife, they rarely spent time together.

Madeline did not expect that after all these years, things she once longed for but could not achieve were now easily realized. The luscious aroma of warm fluffy pancakes filled the room. It was made by Noah, the man who once claimed to be busy all the time. He didn’t have no time to accompany her; he simply didn’t have time for then-Madeline.

How ironic, Madeline scoffed inwardly. Her heart was filled with sadness, and she should have gotten up and left. However, a part of her wanted to stay and fulfill her wish. I’ll just have one bite.

The woman sat down and quietly started eating the pancake. It’s so delicious!

“How’s the pancake, Ms. Grant? Is it to your liking?”

“Hmm, it’s good. You cook well, Mr. Quincy.”

“Glad that you like it.”

Madeline blurted, “Mrs. Quincy must have been a lucky woman. You’ve such great culinary skills.”

“Unfortunately, she had not tried my breakfast. I felt regretful, so I learned and dreamed that one day, I might serve breakfast for her,” Noah said earnestly. He then placed another piece of freshly made pancake on Madeline’s plate. The woman felt a sting of melancholy and confusion as she looked at the golden-brown treat.

“Ms. Grant, the auction begins at ten o’clock,” Albert stated as he entered the kitchen, looking at his watch. “We need to leave soon.”

“All right, let’s go.” Madeline rushed out of the kitchen without saying anything further.

The auction was held at Imperial Hotel. Madeline was wearing a figure-hugging black dress with small diamonds studded on the dress, emitting a twinkling brightness. Her long hair was slightly curled and styled neatly behind her face. As she entered the hotel in her black high-heeled shoes, she immediately drew everyone’s attention.

What she did not expect was to see a familiar person from a distance as soon as she entered the auction hall.

Noah, dressed in a well-fitting velvet suit, stood out from the crowd like a noble aristocrat.