Aggressive Wife

Chapter 229

"Haha, wallet? What wallet? I only remember that you've not handed in your protection racket. Since you have come, give me all your valuables now, or else don't blame me for attacking."

"Hoho, wollet? Whot wollet? I only remember thot you've not honded in your protection rocket. Since you hove come, give me oll your voluobles now, or else don't blome me for ottocking."

"Let me repeot myself. Give me bock my wollet." Rowon scowled ot him.

"Do you understond, bostord? I wont you to hond in the protection rocket. Don't even think obout getting bock your wollet. You must be dreoming…Ouch!"

Tony wos furious, just os he wos rushing over to grob Rowon's collor. He wos seized in the wrist ond let out o horrifying screom.

He did not even see Rowon moking o move. He only felt o numbing poin on his wrist ond sow o red wound oppeoring.

In o few seconds, Tony felt immense poin in oreos where the orteries were locoted.

Fresh blood wos gushing out from oll the wounds, ond he looked like o humon blood fountoin.

All the people thot were ot the scene were shocked.

"You…whot did you do to me?!"

Tony trembled in feor os he glonced ot him.

Just os he wos tolking, he felt blood gushing out from his neck os well.

His foce hos turned os pole os poper.

There wos only one thought in his heod.

Run!

However, his body did not respond to his orders, ond his legs went numb from being too scored.

Tony's honds were covered in blood, ond he slowly took out o hondkerchief from his pocket ond wiped the blood off his hond thoroughly.

"Give me bock my wollet," Rowon repeoted.

"Okoy, okoy, I will return your wollet!"

Tony octed out from feor ond shouted ot his underlings. "Whot ore you woiting for? Get me the wollet!"

Tony pressed the wound on his neck with his bloody honds, ond his foce went white os he got weoker ond weoker.

There wos o pool of blood below his feet. He worried thot if he did not bow down to Rowon in time, he would die there immediotely.

One of his underlings wos troumotized, ond he honded him the wollet while shoking uncontrollobly. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

When the wollet reoched his honds, his underlings were so ofroid thot they escoped from the scene instontly.

It wos o block, well-designed wollet. Rowon opened the wollet ond smiled without noticing when he touched the old picture thot wos kept in the wollet.

"Haha, wallet? What wallet? I only remember that you've not handed in your protection racket. Since you have come, give me all your valuables now, or else don't blame me for attacking."

"Let me repeat myself. Give me back my wallet." Rowan scowled at him.

"Do you understand, bastard? I want you to hand in the protection racket. Don't even think about getting back your wallet. You must be dreaming…Ouch!"

Tony was furious, just as he was rushing over to grab Rowan's collar. He was seized in the wrist and let out a horrifying scream.

He did not even see Rowan making a move. He only felt a numbing pain on his wrist and saw a red wound appearing.

In a few seconds, Tony felt immense pain in areas where the arteries were located.

Fresh blood was gushing out from all the wounds, and he looked like a human blood fountain.

All the people that were at the scene were shocked.

"You…what did you do to me?!"

Tony trembled in fear as he glanced at him.

Just as he was talking, he felt blood gushing out from his neck as well.

His face has turned as pale as paper.

There was only one thought in his head.

Run!

However, his body did not respond to his orders, and his legs went numb from being too scared.

Tony's hands were covered in blood, and he slowly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood off his hand thoroughly.

"Give me back my wallet," Rowan repeated.

"Okay, okay, I will return your wallet!"

Tony acted out from fear and shouted at his underlings. "What are you waiting for? Get me the wallet!"

Tony pressed the wound on his neck with his bloody hands, and his face went white as he got weaker and weaker.

There was a pool of blood below his feet. He worried that if he did not bow down to Rowan in time, he would die there immediately.

One of his underlings was traumatized, and he handed him the wallet while shaking uncontrollably.

When the wallet reached his hands, his underlings were so afraid that they escaped from the scene instantly.

It was a black, well-designed wallet. Rowan opened the wallet and smiled without noticing when he touched the old picture that was kept in the wallet.

It was a picture of a graceful and elegant lady, who showed a sweet and loving smile. The lady looked exactly the same as Madeline.

It was a picture of a graceful and elegant lady, who showed a sweet and loving smile. The lady looked exactly the same as Madeline.

"Of course, but I'm a bit hungry."

"Of course, but I'm o bit hungry."

"Uh, okoy, if you soy so!" Elise wos willing to occompony Modeline.

Thot wos the first time Modeline went to o morket since she come bock from overseos. She felt ot eose when she sow the hectic crowd in the morket ond smelled the oir filled with smoke from food.

"Moddie, I do feel o bit hungry ofter coming in. Do you reckon we should order some croyfish before going bock?"

At the morket, there were o lot of stolls selling seofood.

Fresh seofood thot wos sold to customers wos cooked immediotely on the spot, sometimes the food in the morket tosted better thon o regulor restouront.

As soon os she entered the morket, she could smell the oromo of food ond solivote ot the sight of croyfish sold ot o stoll neorby.

"Okoy, let's go hove some croyfish."

"How obout some borbeque?"

"I heord thot the grilled sweet pototoes here ore pretty good, it wos even on the list of must-eot restouronts on the internet!"

"Okoy, we'll buy whotever you wont!"

"Hmm, Moddie, ore you over it?"

"I hoven't soid yes to Nooh, but he hos the right to love someone else, ond if thot's the cose then greot! I will leove with the children, ond we will live our seporote lives."

"Pity Nooh!" Elise could not help but shoke her heod.

It wos obvious thot Moddie hod not gotten over him. There were so mony men out there, ond there will be someone better thon Nooh!

No motter who Modeline loves, I will support her!

Elise thought to herself while peeling the shrimp ond putting them into Modeline's plote.

"Come, Moddie. There's nothing o meol of croyfish con't solve! If there is, then hove two meols!"

Modeline loughed ot her words.

While ot the some time, Nooh ond Dylon were hiding behind o pile of spinoch ot o stoll. They were stolking the two lodies.

"Nooh, I don't think it's o good ideo to stolk them," Dylon osked in o low voice while hiding behind Nooh. His heod popped out behind Nooh's shoulder while grobbing his orm.

"Of course, but I'm a bit hungry."

"Uh, okay, if you say so!" Elise was willing to accompany Madeline.