Aggresive Wife Chapter 77
âI⦠I donât know. It doesnât have anything to do with meâ¦â Facing Madelineâs 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.
âHah! Angie, do you think you can escape the punishment if you donât admit it? Just wait, and youâll
soon receive the retribution you deserve!â Madeline leaned closer to her âsisterâ with a cold voice and
indifferent eyes as if she were the Queen of Hell.
Facing such overwhelming fear, Angieâs face turned as pale as paper, and she became short of breath.
âYouâre⦠Youâre spouting nonsense! Iâll tear your mouth out!â Angie glared at Madeline and reached
out, wanting to scratch her, but she could not even touch Madelineâs hair at all.
Madeline enjoyed Angieâs 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 Madelineâs 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.
âAre you alright?â Noah looked at Madeline from head to toe. His eyes were filled with anxiousness,
afraid that she would be injured.
âIâm fine, but you donât seem fine, Mr. Quincyâ¦â Madeline stared at the bloodstain on Noahâs white
shirt, and her heart immediately tightened.
Noah was really weird. The injured one was him, but he still checked on her first.
âHurry up and sit down! Iâll help treat your injuries!â 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.
âNoah, are you giving up your life?â
Madelineâs fingers trembled as she took out the top-grade ointment that Andy obtained from the
headquarters. She carefully spread the ointment on Noahâs injury, and could not help but complain
softly.
âI want my life, but even more, I want your heartâ¦â
Noahâs lips were pale, and he seemed weaker now, but that did not stop him from flirting with her.
Madelineâs expression darkened. âYour blood is almost drained, but youâre still spouting nonsense. It
seems that your endurance is unmatched, Mr. Quincy.â
Seeing that he was still teasing her even at the brink of death refreshed Madelineâs understanding of
Noah. When did the honorable Mr. Quincy become so mischievous?
âI meant everything I said. Do you not believe it, Ms. Madeline?â Taking advantage of Madelineâs
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 Madelineâs sincerity. He used to snort and
trample on it, but it was now something he could not obtain.
âAlright, itâs better for you to speak less and save more energy to heal your injuries, Mr. Quincy.â
Madeline dodged Noahâs sincere eyes and quickly bandaged his injury. She even tied a dead knot as if
she was taking revenge on him.
âOuchâ¦â 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 familyâs villa, Mrs. Lowe shut the laptop and glared at her son
angrily. âJerry, are all the women in the world dead? Why do you have to fall for that scumbag?!â
Thinking that Angie was about to join their family, Mrs. Lowe was so angry that she felt dizzy and had
difficulty breathing.
âMom, everyone on the internet is nonsense. Angie loves me. Otherwise, she wouldnât try to commit
suicide because of me. Besides, Iâve already slept with her, so I have to take responsibility for her.â
Jerry was obsessed with her beauty and kept defending Angie. He did care that his mother was about
to faint in anger.
âYou bastard! Youâre being deceived! As long as Iâm around, donât even think of letting Angie in here! If
you continue being obsessed with her, Iâll ask someone to suspend your card! You can suffer together
with that bitch!â 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, âWhat are you waiting for?
Hurry up and lock this idiot away, just in case he continues to embarrass the Lowe family!â
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 familyâs wealth as Mrs. Lowe had asked the bank to
suspend all of Jerryâs cardsâ¦
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.
âMr. Lowe has agreed, so why isnât there any news from him? Could it be that something has gone
wrong again?â Bruno anxiously muttered as he was almost going crazy.