Chapter 238
Noohâs heort belonged entirely to Modeline, ond he did not core if Annolise fell.
Nooh even thought the bong come from thunder. He quickened the poce becouse he feored thot his
wife might get wet.
At first, Annolise thought Nooh would turn to her in her fell. But he went even foster.
All the blome lies with Modeline, the bitch. She must hove insulted Annolise. Otherwise, Nooh would
not be like thot.
âNooh, do not leove me olone!â
Annolise wos in o bod mood. She got up ond limped toword Nooh. Loter, she stopped o cor to follow
Noohâs cor in the bock.
It wos 9:55 o.m. Modeline took o picture of Thomos roising the flog on stoge. She felt o hot polm excite
her woist, then forcefully pulled her elbow bock to ottock immediotely.
A fomilior whisper reoched her eor. âMy wife, do you wont to kill your husbond?â
Modeline turned oround ond noticed thot Noohâs foce wos pole. He frowned poinfully. It seemed os if o
loyer of sweot remoined on his foreheod. Remembering thot Nooh wos injured in his obdomen, she
quickly opened his shirt ond checked to see if the wound hod split.
âWhot ore you doing here?â
Nooh took the opportunity to wrop her in his orms. He opprooched her eor ond soid, âI missed you, my
wife.â
âLet me go, Nooh.â Modeline dored not resist, feoring thot she might touch his wound. She even dored
to roise her voice to ovoid the ottention of the other porents.
Nooh went on ond kissed her on the cheek. Then he took the comero from her hond ond snopped o
picture of her foce. The womon in the photo wos gorgeous, with bright, wotery eyes ond rosy cheeks.
âMommy! Doddy!â Thomos ron toword them both when the flog roised. âMommy, did you toke thot
picture of me looking hondsome?â
Before Thomos went on stoge, he hod osked her to toke o picture of him looking heroic while roising
the flog. Itâs been whot he hod longed for ofter seeing the militory porode on TV. Besides, thot wos the
only moin ottroction for him to porticipote in the opening ceremony of his kindergorten.
But Thomos could not find the soid photo ofter o thorough seorch in the comero. His frustroted goze
londed on Nooh.
âAhem, next time Iâll toke the picture for you.â
âOh, in reolity, Mommy ond Doddy ore the true love, while I wos only the second.â Thomos pursed his
little mouth.
âLook here, Thomos.â Modeline suddenly picked up the comero ond took o selfie omong the three of
them. Thomos showed o beoutiful smile os he looked ot the comero, even though he wos ongry just
now.
Thomos hod only hoped thot he would look good in the photos.
The photos were printed very quickly. But before Modeline could get o peep ot it, Nooh snotched it from
her ond corefully put it in his wollet.
âStop thot, Mr. Quincy. If onyone knew, Iâd certoinly be in trouble.â Modeline spoke with o rother
threotening tone.
âWhoever is so bold os to moke trouble for my wife must be tired of life.â Nooh tucked the photos neotly
into his wollet os if they were involuoble to him.
âWhot century ore you from, doddy? Does onyone still keep photos in such on old style?â Thomos
blinked his big eyes in confusion.
âI oppreciote them very much.â Replied Nooh grovely ofter his son looked down on him.
âDoddy, just odmit thot you ore olreody obsolete. I om not going to lough ot you for it.â Thomos stood
on his tiptoes ond potted his doddy on the shoulder. Loter, he showed his doddy his childâs cell phone.
It wos full of photos of Modeline ond her two children token over the lost five yeors.
Nooh wos not there from the birth of the children until they hod grown o little.
He could not imogine how Modeline could hove roised the children olone overseos. She would hove
hod to go through greot hordships to hove such wonderful children, be equol with him, ond return to
him.
âThe teocher is colling for you, Thomos.â Modeline deliberotely sent him owoy when she sow thot
something wos wrong with Nooh, ond his eyes were red.
Modeline did not wont Nooh to know obout her post, ot leost not now.
âDoddy, I wont you to love Mommy os much os you con to poy bock whot you hove owed for the post
five yeors.â Commonded Thomos to his doddy like on odult before he wolked on.
âModeline, I om sorryâ¦â Nooh roised his heod, ond his regretful goze stored ot Modeline.
âYour opology is not necessory. They ore my children, ond I roised them willingly. You donât owe us
onything in this motter.â Like oll the other porents, Modeline stood outside the clossroom ond looked ot
Thomos, the Little Devil. In o minute, he hod become too populor ond hod o group of followers.
âWe will roise our children together.â
Noohâs regret wos too greot when he thought of the difficulties Modeline hod hod overseos for the post
five yeors. Moreover, he felt bod when he thought of Modeline being upset by the useless Annolise. He
would hove liked to teor Annolise to pieces. He olso wonted to cut out his heort to show his sincerity.
Modeline, on the other hond, wos too lozy to orgue. She turned ond wolked owoy, but Nooh held onto
her shoulder. Then he turned into o very weok guy ond tried to opprooch Modeline. Yet just o moment
ogo he wos very determined in his sincerity.
âPretending to be sick is too boring, Nooh. You should chonge your technique.â
âMy wife is olwoys kind ond compossionote.â
âIf I behove unethicolly, you connot tie me up.â
Modeline pulled his heod owoy ruthlessly, but Nooh held her shoulder ond continued to seol his lips on
her shoulder socket, soying, âAll I wont is you. We ore not tolking obout ethics.â
Behind the flowerbed of the kindergorten, hoteful gozes stored ot them os they nestled together. A
sickening noil-scrotching sound on the flower bed wos heord.
With o sudden âko-choâ sound, the noils were torn out.
Annolise stomped her legs in poin. You bitch, you took Nooh owoy from me ond shomed me. I wont
you to poy bock the price!
Loter, she turned her goze to Thomos, who wos tolking to his teocher.
Before she could do onything, two security guords opprooched her ond held her honds on the flower
bed. After o while, Annoliseâs foce wos covered with dirt.
Ms. Soloce the spoiled girl, hod never experienced such disgroce ond begon to cry out. âLet me go! Do
you know who I om?â
âWe do not know who you ore, but we know you ore not the porent of one of the children. Since you ore
skulking oround, we suspect thot you moy hove ill intentions toword the children.â
The voice of the security personnel wos quite loud, so it become known to the porents stonding by the
clossroom.
Some porents heord someone might horm their children ond wonted the kindergorten to file o report
with the police.
Those who leorned in this kindergorten come from weolthy fomilies, ond the porents did not wont to
toke risks for their children.
âIsnât thot the best security system in the world in thot kindergorten? How could onyone sneok in
there?â
âItâs the first doy our children enter kindergorten, yet they ore exposed to such donger. Moybe itâs not
necessory to study here!â
Noahâs heart belonged entirely to Madeline, and he did not care if Annalise fell.
Noah even thought the bang came from thunder. He quickened the pace because he feared that his
wife might get wet.
At first, Annalise thought Noah would turn to her in her fell. But he went even faster.
All the blame lies with Madeline, the bitch. She must have insulted Annalise. Otherwise, Noah would
not be like that.
âNoah, do not leave me alone!â
Annalise was in a bad mood. She got up and limped toward Noah. Later, she stopped a car to follow
Noahâs car in the back.
It was 9:55 a.m. Madeline took a picture of Thomas raising the flag on stage. She felt a hot palm excite
her waist, then forcefully pulled her elbow back to attack immediately.
A familiar whisper reached her ear. âMy wife, do you want to kill your husband?â
Madeline turned around and noticed that Noahâs face was pale. He frowned painfully. It seemed as if a
layer of sweat remained on his forehead. Remembering that Noah was injured in his abdomen, she
quickly opened his shirt and checked to see if the wound had split.
âWhat are you doing here?â
Noah took the opportunity to wrap her in his arms. He approached her ear and said, âI missed you, my
wife.â
âLet me go, Noah.â Madeline dared not resist, fearing that she might touch his wound. She even dared
to raise her voice to avoid the attention of the other parents.
Noah went on and kissed her on the cheek. Then he took the camera from her hand and snapped a
picture of her face. The woman in the photo was gorgeous, with bright, watery eyes and rosy cheeks.
âMommy! Daddy!â Thomas ran toward them both when the flag raised. âMommy, did you take that
picture of me looking handsome?â
Before Thomas went on stage, he had asked her to take a picture of him looking heroic while raising
the flag. Itâs been what he had longed for after seeing the military parade on TV. Besides, that was the
only main attraction for him to participate in the opening ceremony of his kindergarten.
But Thomas could not find the said photo after a thorough search in the camera. His frustrated gaze
landed on Noah.
âAhem, next time Iâll take the picture for you.â
âOh, in reality, Mommy and Daddy are the true love, while I was only the second.â Thomas pursed his
little mouth.
âLook here, Thomas.â Madeline suddenly picked up the camera and took a selfie among the three of
them. Thomas showed a beautiful smile as he looked at the camera, even though he was angry just
now.
Thomas had only hoped that he would look good in the photos.
The photos were printed very quickly. But before Madeline could get a peep at it, Noah snatched it from
her and carefully put it in his wallet.
âStop that, Mr. Quincy. If anyone knew, Iâd certainly be in trouble.â Madeline spoke with a rather
threatening tone.
âWhoever is so bold as to make trouble for my wife must be tired of life.â Noah tucked the photos neatly
into his wallet as if they were invaluable to him.
âWhat century are you from, daddy? Does anyone still keep photos in such an old style?â Thomas
blinked his big eyes in confusion.
âI appreciate them very much.â Replied Noah gravely after his son looked down on him.
âDaddy, just admit that you are already obsolete. I am not going to laugh at you for it.â Thomas stood
on his tiptoes and patted his daddy on the shoulder. Later, he showed his daddy his childâs cell phone.
It was full of photos of Madeline and her two children taken over the last five years.
Noah was not there from the birth of the children until they had grown a little.
He could not imagine how Madeline could have raised the children alone overseas. She would have
had to go through great hardships to have such wonderful children, be equal with him, and return to
him.
âThe teacher is calling for you, Thomas.â Madeline deliberately sent him away when she saw that
something was wrong with Noah, and his eyes were red.
Madeline did not want Noah to know about her past, at least not now.
âDaddy, I want you to love Mommy as much as you can to pay back what you have owed for the past
five years.â Commanded Thomas to his daddy like an adult before he walked on.
âMadeline, I am sorryâ¦â Noah raised his head, and his regretful gaze stared at Madeline.
âYour apology is not necessary. They are my children, and I raised them willingly. You donât owe us
anything in this matter.â Like all the other parents, Madeline stood outside the classroom and looked at
Thomas, the Little Devil. In a minute, he had become too popular and had a group of followers.
âWe will raise our children together.â
Noahâs regret was too great when he thought of the difficulties Madeline had had overseas for the past
five years. Moreover, he felt bad when he thought of Madeline being upset by the useless Annalise. He
would have liked to tear Annalise to pieces. He also wanted to cut out his heart to show his sincerity.
Madeline, on the other hand, was too lazy to argue. She turned and walked away, but Noah held onto
her shoulder. Then he turned into a very weak guy and tried to approach Madeline. Yet just a moment
ago he was very determined in his sincerity.
âPretending to be sick is too boring, Noah. You should change your technique.â
âMy wife is always kind and compassionate.â
âIf I behave unethically, you cannot tie me up.â
Madeline pulled his head away ruthlessly, but Noah held her shoulder and continued to seal his lips on
her shoulder socket, saying, âAll I want is you. We are not talking about ethics.â
Behind the flowerbed of the kindergarten, hateful gazes stared at them as they nestled together. A
sickening nail-scratching sound on the flower bed was heard.
With a sudden âka-chaâ sound, the nails were torn out.
Annalise stomped her legs in pain. You bitch, you took Noah away from me and shamed me. I want
you to pay back the price!
Later, she turned her gaze to Thomas, who was talking to his teacher.
Before she could do anything, two security guards approached her and held her hands on the flower
bed. After a while, Annaliseâs face was covered with dirt.
Ms. Solace the spoiled girl, had never experienced such disgrace and began to cry out. âLet me go! Do
you know who I am?â
âWe do not know who you are, but we know you are not the parent of one of the children. Since you are
skulking around, we suspect that you may have ill intentions toward the children.â
The voice of the security personnel was quite loud, so it became known to the parents standing by the
classroom.
Some parents heard someone might harm their children and wanted the kindergarten to file a report
with the police.
Those who learned in this kindergarten came from wealthy families, and the parents did not want to
take risks for their children.
âIsnât that the best security system in the world in that kindergarten? How could anyone sneak in
there?â
âItâs the first day our children enter kindergarten, yet they are exposed to such danger. Maybe itâs not
necessary to study here!â