Aggressive Wife

Chapter 62

“She’s just a child, James. Get changed and go back to your room to dry off. I’ll see you later.” Concerned about Angie, Suzette hastily straightened her clothes and hurriedly intervened.

“You better behave, you bastard, or I’ll kick you out!” James grumbled before pulling his pants up and walking back to his room. Before he left, he gave Angie a final, hard kick! Having been kicked until her entire body was in excruciating pain, Angie lay on the ground with her hands around her stomach. Tears started flowing down her cheeks as Suzette helped her up.

“Mom, how could you possibly want to be with a monster like him? Where were you while he was beating me up? Do you not care for my life? Did you know that I nearly died of hypothermia after passing out outside the restroom this afternoon?” Finally, Angie’s pent-up rage and frustration erupted.

“Where did you go? Why did you leave me alone with that jerk?”

“Alright, alright. I’m back now, aren’t I? Stop crying and wipe off your tears.” Suzette merely retrieved some tissues from the coffee table and handed them to Angie without much of a reaction to what she had said. Upon hearing her mother’s cold remark, Angie’s sobs only got louder. How could a mother stay silent when her daughter was nearly killed and abused in front of her? She was completely distraught.

“Oh, shut up! Get out of here if you’re going to cry again! We don’t need a crybaby in the house!” Suzette scolded after getting annoyed by Angie’s cries. Angie went silent as she was taken aback by Suzette. To Angie, Suzette was the only person that could help her right now, and she had endured more than enough!

“Angie, this is how it is now. If you wish to live under another person’s roof, you must abide by their rules. Otherwise, who’s going to put up with you?”

“Mom, it’s his…”

“James is my partner now. Please, just go along with him for my sake.”

“But he took advantage of me! He’d beat me up even if I were to die! Why do I have to put up with all of these?”

“Perhaps he wouldn't have acted that way if you hadn't made him angry. Angie, things have changed, and so should your attitude!”

“Mom, but he’s a monster, you…”

Suzette’s furious expression cut Angie off before she could finish her sentence. Suzette was already irritated after being dumped with a bucket of water, and she was even more so after being disappointed by Angie’s attitude. As a result, she smacked Angie across the elbow with the damp towel, which she was using to dry her hair.

“Shut up! You can’t deny that you’re depending on a jerk like him! Doesn’t that make you worse than a jerk?”

Not wanting to argue any longer, Suzette brushed her hair with the towel while walking toward her bag to retrieve an invitation and she threw it at Angie.

“Keep it, it’s an invitation to Colton’s birthday banquet. Sneak into the banquet by then and act accordingly. Remember, this is your last chance. No one’s there to help you if you screw it up again!”

“Invitation? Mom, how did you get this?” Angie’s anger dissipated once she had her hands on the precious invitation.

“You don’t have to care about that. Do what has to be done! Do you realize that if you screw this up again, it's game over for you? Where’s your spirit? Stop making such a miserable face!”

“Don’t worry, mom! I promise to give it my all!”

“That’s my girl. I await for the day you become a part of the Quincy family.”

“Mom, do you still have any money? I wouldn’t feel right attending the banquet without a fancy dress…”

“Didn’t you buy a wedding dress before? Sell it. A wedding dress is traditionally a gift from the groom to the bride. It is frowned upon for a woman to buy her own wedding dress.”

“But…”

"Come up with something else if you're not going to sell it!"

……

LM Boutique, Old Berkeley Street.

Albert slowly stopped the car before sprinting around to the passenger side to open the door for Madeline. She looked comfortable in her Baymax hoodie and sports leggings, paired with a pair of white sneakers. Her hair was tied up into a simple ponytail and her petite face was covered by her sunglasses.

“Go and find a place to wait. Pick me up in an hour.”

“Very well, Ms. Madeline,” Albert responded and opened the boutique’s door for her. Once Madeline was inside the boutique, he started the car and drove off. Madeline expected to see the store clerk when the wind chime at the entrance rang, but instead found Elise waiting there. The moment Elise spotted her, she made her way over to greet her.

“Maddie, I heard you were hurt! Let me have a look…” Elise was in the midst of applying a face mask and had rollers in her hair, making her look more like a typical housewife than a famous designer! The

store had closed early since Elise was expecting Madeline. She held Madeline gently as she examined her with great care, fearing that she would accidentally hurt her.

“You should take care of yourself! I got you some jelly, cakes and chocolate milk. See if you need anything else and I’ll prepare them for you…”

Elise pulled Madeline over to the couch, where she set out all of the treats that she had prepared onto the coffee table. Madeline grew awkward seeing Elise’s enthusiastic hospitality.

“Elise, did you do something wrong to me recently? Just tell me!”

“How ridiculous, Maddie! I could never do anything bad to you! Why won’t you trust me?” As Elise started to get dramatic, she clung onto Madeline’s arm and brushed her cheeks on her shoulder, causing parts of her face mask to stick onto Madeline.

“Speak properly! Stop pressing your face onto me!” Annoyed, Madeline pushed Elise to the side and even sat further away from her. She hated that her clothes had become sticky due to the lotion from the face mask.

“I have some good news to tell you though…”

“Then stop beating around the bush… You almost tricked me into believing you and you’re displaying your true colors now? Huh, words from a woman can hardly be trusted!” Madeline intentionally let out a long sigh and simply took a sip of the chocolate milk Elise had prepared for her with a straw. She felt the warmth of the chocolate milk lingered in her mouth.

“Maddie, you wouldn’t believe this. Your archnemesis, Angie, called to say she’s selling the Mirabelle wedding gown that she bought previously! Seems like her plan to marry into the Quincy family failed, or

else why would she give up on such a priceless dress?” Elise said happily while massaging Madeline’s legs. She appeared to be more thrilled than when she had won the designer award.

“You never know. She might be facing some financial issues. Besides, I heard the Grants’ eldest daughter nearly put them into bankruptcy.”

“You mean she still yearns for Noah?”

“Maybe.”

“What about you?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you still yearn for him?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Huh? Does that mean you still like him?”

“I meant that I yearn for him to realize how blind he was! It would be quite a scene.” Madeline laughed and took a bite out of the warm, flaky egg tart. Delicious!

Elise could not help but feel concerned for Madeline. She looked at a nearby surveillance camera and shook her head in pity.

The pleasant warmth from eating the egg tart lifted Madeline’s spirit. She then said, “Since Angie wants to sell that wedding dress, take it back and find another buyer then.”

“Are you sure you want to sell it to someone else, Maddie? After all, it’s your favorite bridal dress.” This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

“I’m past my youthful wishes.”