Aggressive Wife

Chapter 77

"I… I don't know. It doesn't have anything to do with me…" Facing Madeline's cold, anger-filled eyes, Angie was stunned.

She became more convinced this woman was her dead sister, who disappeared after being framed by her. However, in this situation, she was no longer in the mood to find out why Madeline, who should have been dead, was alive and well.

Angie only felt chills invading her body as she was in deep fear. She subconsciously shook her head to deny it, unwilling to admit that she had harmed Gordon.

"Hah! Angie, do you think you can escape the punishment if you don't admit it? Just wait, and you'll soon receive the retribution you deserve!" Madeline leaned closer to her "sister" with a cold voice and indifferent eyes as if she were the Queen of Hell.

Facing such overwhelming fear, Angie's face turned as pale as paper, and she became short of breath.

"You're… You're spouting nonsense! I'll tear your mouth out!" Angie glared at Madeline and reached out, wanting to scratch her, but she could not even touch Madeline's hair at all.

Madeline enjoyed Angie's frightened and almost desperate expression. She only turned away and left after she got tired of it.

At the Maple Forest Villa, Madeline leaned over to unlock the door. However, she frowned the moment she stepped into the house.

Did someone break in?! Madeline immediately became alert and subconsciously lightened her steps while reaching out to her back.

Suddenly, a black figure jumped out from the corner and kicked straight at her chest. His movements were so quick that they almost created an afterimage.

Madeline did not have the time to make a move, so she only retreated while standing on guard. However, this gave the assassin a chance.

Before she could take out her self-defense weapon, a bright blade was already in front of her, shining with a cold light. Madeline tried to dodge, but the assassin had gained the upper hand, so he naturally refused to let her go.

After fighting for a while, Madeline gradually became tired. Albert and Andy were not there, so she did not have anyone to help her.

The masked man in black got closer and he could almost take Madeline's life. He did not even bother to cover the symbol on his hand, letting it be exposed.

The dagger in his hand slashed upward and downwards time after time, and every move was deadly.

Madeline had been forced to a corner. She was inevitably flustered, and sweat flowed down her forehead.

At that critical moment, a familiar figure rushed in and blocked the attack for her.

Without waiting for her reaction, he attacked the assassin fiercely. After fighting for a while, the assassin finally retreated and escaped from the window.

"Are you alright?" Noah looked at Madeline from head to toe. His eyes were filled with anxiousness, afraid that she would be injured.

"I'm fine, but you don't seem fine, Mr. Quincy…" Madeline stared at the bloodstain on Noah's white shirt, and her heart immediately tightened.

Noah was really weird. The injured one was him, but he still checked on her first.

"Hurry up and sit down! I'll help treat your injuries!" Worried that Noah would die of excessive blood loss, Madeline did not dare to waste time and hurriedly made him sit down. She then rushed to find the first-aid kit. Although her movements seemed steady, she was a little more flustered compared to the past.

Noah used to be disgusted at the sight of Madeline, so why was he willing to take the attack for her? However, she wondered what Noah would think if he discovered she was the Madeline back then.

She carefully unbuttoned his bloodstained shirt, and a clear injury appeared before her eyes. Madeline had mixed feelings about it.

"Noah, are you giving up your life?" This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Madeline's fingers trembled as she took out the top-grade ointment that Andy obtained from the headquarters. She carefully spread the ointment on Noah's injury, and could not help but complain softly.

"I want my life, but even more, I want your heart…"

Noah's lips were pale, and he seemed weaker now, but that did not stop him from flirting with her.

Madeline's expression darkened. "Your blood is almost drained, but you're still spouting nonsense. It seems that your endurance is unmatched, Mr. Quincy."

Seeing that he was still teasing her even at the brink of death refreshed Madeline's understanding of Noah. When did the honorable Mr. Quincy become so mischievous?

"I meant everything I said. Do you not believe it, Ms. Madeline?" Taking advantage of Madeline's nervousness, Noah continued teasing her. His usually indifferent eyes were filled with gentleness.

What he said was indeed the truth. All he wanted now was Madeline's sincerity. He used to snort and trample on it, but it was now something he could not obtain.

"Alright, it's better for you to speak less and save more energy to heal your injuries, Mr. Quincy." Madeline dodged Noah's sincere eyes and quickly bandaged his injury. She even tied a dead knot as if she was taking revenge on him.

"Ouch…" Her additional strength made Noah cringe in pain, but not a single trace of anger could be seen in his eyes. This was nothing compared to what Madeline had to endure in the past, so how could he complain?

Meanwhile, in the living room of the Lowe family's villa, Mrs. Lowe shut the laptop and glared at her son angrily. "Jerry, are all the women in the world dead? Why do you have to fall for that scumbag?!" Thinking that Angie was about to join their family, Mrs. Lowe was so angry that she felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing.

"Mom, everyone on the internet is nonsense. Angie loves me. Otherwise, she wouldn't try to commit suicide because of me. Besides, I've already slept with her, so I have to take responsibility for her." Jerry was obsessed with her beauty and kept defending Angie. He did care that his mother was about to faint in anger.

"You bastard! You're being deceived! As long as I'm around, don't even think of letting Angie in here! If you continue being obsessed with her, I'll ask someone to suspend your card! You can suffer together with that bitch!" Mrs. Lowe shouted. She regretted not properly educating her son when he was young. Otherwise, he would not be this stupid now, willingly falling into a trap.

After that, she turned around and instructed the butler, who was at the side, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and lock this idiot away, just in case he continues to embarrass the Lowe family!"

Once Mrs. Lowe gave the order, Jerry was soon carried upstairs by the bodyguards and locked into his room. Even his phone had been confiscated.

Of course, he also lost the right to use the Lowe family's wealth as Mrs. Lowe had asked the bank to suspend all of Jerry's cards…

Bruno, who was dreaming of making a comeback by relying on the Lowe family, did not receive any money even after waiting for a long time.

"Mr. Lowe has agreed, so why isn't there any news from him? Could it be that something has gone wrong again?" Bruno anxiously muttered as he was almost going crazy.