Aggressive Wife

Chapter 232

"W-When did you come down?" Elise demanded.

"A few moments ago. You haven't answered my question. Who were you interested in?" Dylan asked.

"You misheard. I don't like anyone." Elise blushed and ran away.

Madeline chuckled when she saw how her friend shot herself in the foot.

"What's wrong with that crazy woman, Maddie? I saw her cheeks were flushed. Is she having a fever?" Dylan asked in concern.

"Hah! I can't believe how foolish you are, Dylan. You and Elise are a match in heaven!" Madeline joked.

The man replied tersely, "Hey, Maddie! Mind your words. I'm afraid the crazy woman will attack me if she hears that."

"All right, I'll stop talking. Oh yes, Elise specially packed some crayfish for you. Remember to eat them." Madeline shook her head helplessly and placed the delicacy in front of Dylan.

"This… this is for me?" Dylan exclaimed, his eyes wide with delight at the juicy, delicious crayfish. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

"Yeah. Elise said it was a pity you didn't get to try it, so we brought back some for you," she explained.

"Is there something wrong with the crazy woman? Why did she become so nice?" the man said skeptically.

"I'll take it away if you're not planning to eat," she threatened.

"Stop! It doesn't matter if she poisoned it. As a scientist, I'm confident no one can poison me to death!" Dylan quickly accepted the platter of crayfish and happily devoured it when he noticed Madeline had no desire to steal it from him.

"Why is Noah allergic to crayfish? Does it have to do with the medication he's taking?" Madeline asked.

"Of course not. Noah has been allergic to crayfish since he was a child. No one in the Quincy family dared to eat crayfish. Didn't you notice when you were a member of the Quincy family?"

Madeline was fuming at the revelation. He has indeed lied to me!

When Dylan noticed the woman's expression darkened, he hurriedly tried to come up with an explanation to cover for Noah. "Well, Maddie…"

Suddenly, her phone sounded. It was a notification from Instagram.

Thomas wrote a message, "Dearest Mommy, don't panic if someone tells you that your beloved son refuses to speak forever. Please be assured that I'm doing well!" He also attached a few pictures of his handsome self.

Perplexed by Thomas' message, Madeline wrote, "My dearest son, you are so good-looking. Why do you refuse to speak?"

Thomas replied, "I want to be a quiet handsome man."

Madeline wrote, "Speak the truth."

Thomas simply wrote, "I never lie."

Madeline replied, "Do you think I'll believe that? Where are you? What time will you be back?"

Thomas texted, "Colt and I are with Mr. Charles. We won't be going home today. Please rest well, Mommy. I'm tired. Goodnight!"

Madeline replied, "Do you think I'll believe you're tired so early, Thomas Grant?"

When she discovered Thomas went offline, she shook her head helplessly. The little devil must be up to no good. I wonder who's the unlucky fella.

After waking up at the hospital, Annalise was consumed by rage and madness. She destroyed everything in the hospital room and even gave Liam bruises on the head.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. It was broad daylight, so how could it be a coincidence that I encountered a ghost? I was so embarrassed!

She yelled, "It must be that little brat! He was out to destroy me! Liam, I want you to catch him and find out what's going on!"

Liam's knees went soft when he heard her demands. He lowered his head and reminded timidly, "Ms. Solace, he's Mr. Quincy's son!"

"Why should I suffer in silence just because he is Noah's son? I wouldn't have caused such a stir at his company if it weren't for that boy. Now that things have escalated, how am I going to be with Noah in the future? It's all because of that brat!" Annalise shrieked.

The man suggested, "Well… Mr. Quincy was busy and did not see what happened at the elevator. As long as everyone keeps quiet and avoids discussing the matter, he'll never know about it. Don't worry, Ms. Solace."

Suddenly, her phone sounded. It was a notification from Instagram.

"Wasn't Noah the one who sent me to the hospital?" the woman questioned. When she saw Liam's hesitance, she added, "Perhaps it's a blessing in disguise then." A fresh swell of rage rose in her when she thought of her disheveled state in the elevator. Luckily, Noah was not there to witness it.

"It's great that you understand where I'm coming from, Ms. Solace. I heard the little boy was admitted to the hospital because he was too frightened."

"Did you just say he was frightened? Why is he such a bother?" Annalise said incredulously.

"He's just a five-year-old child, Ms. Solace," Liam reminded.

Regrettably, his advice was ignored. "Didn't you see how annoying he was? He's not a typical child! Which hospital is he staying at? I'm going to visit him." she demanded.

Liam tried to dissuade her once more. "H-he's in the ward next door. Ms. Solace, you need to remember that he's Mr. Quincy's son. Why don't we let the matter rest? If Mr. Quincy learns about it…"

"I hope Noah finds out the truth. He'll realize then that the wretch's son is a good-for-nothing! He should disown him as soon as possible." Annalise stormed out of the room before Liam could stop her.

The man said as he chased after her, "Ms. Solace…"

"Don't you dare stop me! Bring me to him now!" Annalise ordered, determined to teach the boy a lesson. Given her insistence, Liam had no choice but to show her the way to the VIP ward next door.

Meanwhile, Thomas was tucked in bed, playing with his phone. He had just finished talking with his mother and was getting ready to send reminders to Colton. However, before he could do so, someone pulled his blanket away.

"Hey, little brat. How dare you stay in this hospital after causing me so much embarrassment! Who put you up to it? Was it that wretch, Madeline Grant?" Annalise jeered.