Aggressive wife novel (Madeline and Noah) novel Chapter 95

Aggresive Wife Chapter 95

“Angie, don’t you dare!”

Jerry frowned.

“Jerry, you gotta believe me. If you still don’t believe me, I… I will jump down!”

Seeing that Jerry was still mad, Angie had no choice but to threaten him with her life.

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

Jerry was soft-hearted. He could not help seeing the tears on Angie’s face, and her swollen eyes.

“Enough! Don’t try to threaten me with your life! Let me warn you one last time. If you do this to me again, you and your whole family are doomed! I will not see you again in Imperia!”

Although Jerry warned Angie sternly, his heart softened. He walked up to her and carried her down.

“Jerry, you have to trust me. I didn’t do anything wrong to you. Those bastards forced me…”

Lying in Jerry’s arms, Angie could not help sobbing as she explained. She put all the blame on Sam.

“How could Sam do this to you? That bastard! I’m not going to let him get away with what he had done!”

Once again, Angie won Jerry’s heart. Jerry was completely convinced by her words.

“Jerry, stay away from those bastards! I don’t want you to get hurt!”

With her arms around Jerry’s neck, Angie reminded him in her soft voice.

“All right. If you say so. We haven’t seen each other for so many days. Do you miss me?”

Jerry held Angie in his arms. His hands were on her waist gently.

Immediately, Angie knew what was on Jerry’s mind.

She gently grabbed Jerry’s tie with her slender fingers and led him to the bed.

Jerry slumped to the bed. Although Angie found him unattractive, she still winked at him seductively with a smile on her face.

Jerry could not resist anymore. He pinned Angie down on the bed and kissed her.

“This house is too small. I have a villa in the suburbs. Pack your things and move there.”

Having enjoyed enough, Jerry slowly got up from the bed. He then took out a cigar and lit it.

“Really? I can move back to the villa? Oh god, that’s great!”

With her arms around Jerry’s neck, Angie kept kissing Jerry. She was excited. It seemed that she could turn the tables soon.

In the clinic at Golden Dome International, Noah gradually woke up after the blood transfusion.

He seemed to see a familiar face. Although he wanted to get up badly to talk to her, he was too weak. The effect of the anesthetic was too strong. He gradually fell asleep again.

Three hours later, Noah woke up again. However, it was already 5 o’clock in the morning.

Noah opened his eyes. Immediately, he knew he was in Dylan’s clinic.

He struggled to sit up and glanced around. There was no one else in the clinic except him.

Was he dreaming?

I must be dreaming. How could that heartless woman stay here with me?

“Mr. Quincy, you’re awake! I brought you some soup. Do you want to have some now?” Wayne came in with a food container. He walked up to Noah as soon as he saw him woke up.

Wayne quickly put the food container on the table and helped Noah out of bed. He took care of Noah diligently.