Aggressive Wife

Chapter 231

"Why are you blaming me, Noah Quincy? I didn't ask you to flirt around. Why are you so shameless?" Madeline retorted.

"It isn't surprising for women to fall in love with a charming man like your husband. It doesn't matter anyway. I have eyes for no one but my wife!" the man said sweetly.

"You…" The woman almost burst out laughing at his overflowing confidence.

Seeing that his ploy was working, Noah continued, "You laughed, my wife. Since you aren't angry, can you accept my friend request on Instagram?"

"No!" Madeline rejected.

"Why not?" he inquired.

She hissed, "You don't need an explanation for everything."

Noah chose to accept fate because he could never outwit Madeline. Moreover, he was willing to accept his wife's unique quirks wholeheartedly. Hence, he opted not to probe anymore and continued to skin the crayfish for Madeline silently. She did not turn down his offer and saw it as an opportunity for him to atone for his mistakes.

"Can you accompany me home later, my wife? I feel a little giddy," Noah said weakly.

"Tsk! I just ate a small portion of the crayfish. You're going to skive so soon? You're not even attempting to make an effort," she jeered.

"I think I'm having an allergy," he replied.

Madeline was startled by his response and turned to check on him right away. Red rashes had formed over Noah's body, much to her horror. His hands, which had direct contact with the crayfish, had turned painfully swollen.

"You are allergic to crayfish?" Madeline said in confusion. She had no idea Noah had an allergy the entire time she had been with him.

"I wasn't allergic to it in the past. It may be the recent medications I'm taking… it could have caused a chemical reaction," Noah said shakily, his face turning paler by the second. Despite his discomfort, he did not stop peeling the crayfish for Madeline.

The woman was enraged by his foolish antics. She promptly cleansed his hand with a tissue and instructed, "Stop the peeling. Let's head home!"

"Don't worry. Dylan is around to take care of me. I'll just pop a pill when I get home," Noah assured.

"How am I supposed to stay calm? Take a look at how pale you are. You're a grown man; why can't you look after yourself?" Madeline nagged before walking to Dylan and Elise and updating them on the situation.

"Noah is having an allergic reaction? Did he secretly eat the crayfish?" Dylan asked in surprise.

"He didn't eat the crayfish, but he peeled some for me though," Madeline replied.

Dylan wondered to himself, doesn't Noah know how to wear a glove when skinning the crayfish? He knows he is allergic to it. Is he planning to sacrifice himself to make his wife happy?

From a young age, the man was aware that his best friend was allergic to crayfish. As a result, he hardly had the opportunity to taste seafood in the past twenty years. He was exhilarated when he saw

the women enjoying the delicacy, and planned to enjoy some delicious crayfish. Unfortunately, his friend fell ill before he even had the chance to taste it.

Everyone arrived back at Maple Forest Villa in fifteen minutes. Madeline quietly entered the home passcode to keep Noah in the dark. Her acts dissatisfied the sick man.

The villa was located a short distance from the market. While they were on their way home, Madeline had instructed Andy to pick up some antihistamines. Hence, Noah was able to be injected with the medication once they arrived at their destination.

Dylan followed Noah into the room and glanced at him spawning limply on the bed. "Didn't you know that you are allergic to crayfish, Noah? Why are you so careless? Luckily you didn't catch a fever, or your existing injuries would worsen. Aren't you aware of the dangers?"

"I'm not worried because you are around," Noah replied.

"I'm not invincible! You need to take care of your health. Don't you dare risk my reputation," Dylan warned. Even though he was outraged at Noah's recklessness, he was more concerned about his health. After all, his friend had sustained multiple injuries and could not risk hurting himself further.

"'I'm aware of my condition. Don't worry, there won't be a next time," Noah coaxed.

"Nice try. You said the same words previously, liar!" Dylan snarled.

"I'm a patient. Are you planning to argue with me?" his friend protested.

"Noah is having an allergic reaction? Did he secretly eat the crayfish?" Dylan asked in surprise.

"Okay, you win. I know that you are willing to risk your life for Maddie. But I have to warn you that the injury in your abdomen is very serious. It may impact your male performance for the rest of your life if you aren't careful. I won't be able to help you with that, mate," Dylan reminded.

"I'm fine. Thanks for the concern," Noah answered.

"Whatever you say. You are the patient, so you know yourself best," Dylan replied nonchalantly. Noah became irritated by his snarky demeanor.

Elise had just arrived, looking for Dylan. She came to a halt when she overheard their conversation about male performance. She covered her mouth in surprise and dashed down the stairs.

"Oh my gosh! Maddie, I heard a huge secret!" she said urgently.

"What can be so shocking? Have you seen a ghost?" Madeline queried. Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

"It's more terrifying than that! I heard Dylan and Noah's conversation. Noah is…" she stuttered, trying to find the right words.

"What happened to Noah? Is it serious? Let me take a look," Madeline said worriedly.

"It's not that. Noah's male performance might be affected. Maddie, this is a serious matter. I heard Dylan say so himself upstairs! Hold on a minute. How would he know Noah's performance? Did they… this is insane!" Elise gasped in horror and covered her mouth in disbelief.

Madeline was amused by her friend's dramatic play. In an attempt to calm her down, she coaxed, "Hmm… Elise, please don't let your imagination run wild. I'm worried that you might hurt the feelings of the lovely soft-hearted man, the one you like."

"While I adore Dylan, I will never be a third wheel. Tell Noah not to be concerned." Elise made an exaggerated sigh.

Madeline rolled her eyes and lamented, "Please mind your words, Ms. Elise."

Suddenly, their dramatic conversation was interrupted by a familiar voice. "Who do you like?"

Elise turned to look at Dylan, who was waiting for her with a blank expression while holding a cup of chocolate milk. She was so startled that she let go of the Baymax plush toy she was holding, and it fell to the ground.