Aggressive Wife

Chapter 138

“Daddy!” Thomas was awestruck as Noah scaled down the rope-ladder.

His Daddy navigated an airship to rescue them. That was the coolest thing ever!

Like a superhero!

His daddy was a superhero!

Cheering in his mind, Thomas took quick paces toward Noah.

Noah leaned forward to pick Thomas up before holding the rope-ladder still for Madeline to glide down.

“Good boy. Mommy and Daddy are here to pick you up.”

“Mommy’s here too?!”

“Brat! Don’t you want me to come for you?”

Madeline hopped off the rope-ladder. She was not having it that Thomas made himself comfortable in Noah’s arm.

It was not that she was angry. Jealousy played the most part.

“Not at all. Lil’ Brother and I have been waiting for you both to get us.”

Uh oh. Mommy was jealous because Thomas was too quick to get cuddles from Daddy.

Thomas decided to reel in an alliance to ease the tension in the air.

“Lil’ Brother, Mommy and Daddy are here to take us home.”

Thomas shouted into the cave.

With Thomas’ words stirring all kinds of emotions in Noah, the latter quickened his pace into the cave.

One step ahead of Noah, Madeline approached Colt and examined his injuries. Colt had been through a lot as it was.

Although Albert reported that all was good with Colt, Madeline had to examine him with her own eyes to be sure.

“Colt, do you feel aches or pains anywhere? You must let me know if you don’t feel well.” Madeline patiently checked out Colt’s injuries. She still needed to ask even though Colt was given the all-clear.

Madeline’s concern made Colt feel loved. He put his hand on hers and gave a pat to offer assurance.

Colt!”

Noah approached with Thomas in his arms. It pained Noah to see Colt sitting on a rock, wrapped in bandages.

Madeline took Thomas from Noah so that the latter could rush to Colt’s side. Getting down on his knees, Noah put his arms around Colt and engaged in a heartwarming moment.

“I’m sorry, Colt. It’s my fault that you’re hurt and out here!”

Ridden with guilt, Noah could not hide the trembles while hugging Colt.

Colt could sense Noah’s sorrow in his arms.

“Daddy, I’m okay.” Colt caressed Noah’s back with his uninjured hand.

“You… You can talk?!” Hot with emotions, Noah let go of Colt and stared at him in shock.

“Yeah.” Colt earnestly bobbed his head before lifting his gaze to meet Madeline’s.

It registered in Noah’s head that Madeline was likely the reason Colt could talk now.

The bond between a mother and her son was both beautiful and a wonder.

He was thankful that she was alive.

“Ms. Grant, Colt and Thomas wanted to check the cave for a bit when I found them, so we stayed for a while…”

Albert roasted the last few potatoes before approaching Madeline to report the stats.

His order was to take Thomas and Colt home. Yet, the task remained unfinished. It was kind of embarrassing for him.

“The kids can be playful. Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it, Ms. Grant. It’s part of the job.

“Do you want to try some roasted potatoes?” Albert presented a tray made of sticks. The aroma of freshly roasted root vegetables brought hunger out of everybody.

Madeline helped herself to one and enjoyed the food with Thomas.

Noah was going to announce that fun time was over, and it was time to take the children home for dinner. However, Madeline shoved a potato into his mouth before he could say anything.

Probably because Madeline fed it to him, Noah found the roasted potato tasty.

Fine. They could go with Madeline’s suggestion to eat and leave.

Noah’s gaze fell on Albert who was carrying the tray of roasted potatoes.

Sensing a chilling gaze, Albert got the message and presented Noah with the roasted potatoes.

“Potatoes, Mr. Quincy?”

“Thank you.” Noah was pleased with Albert’s tact.

Noah picked up a potato with his slender fingers and took a seat next to Colt. He peeled the skin off and fed the potato to Colt.

Colt was dumbstruck by Noah’s gesture.

Daddy mentioned that boys should be self-reliant and independent instead of relying on other people.

That was why Colt had always done things himself.

What had gotten into Daddy?

Colt stared at Noah in confusion.

“Daddy, didn’t you say that kids shouldn’t be fed by adults? I can do it.”

Colt fell into contemplation for a while before coming to the conclusion that he should stand on his own two feet.

“You have an injured arm. I’ll help you.”

“But I hurt my hands when I was three, and you said I could go hungry if I couldn’t feed myself…”

Colt innocently refuted.

Madeline pulled a scowl.

“Noah, is this how you usually treat your son?”

“Erm…” Did he?

“Don’t blame Daddy, Mommy. Daddy is right. Boys should be independent! We shouldn’t rely on other people.”

“But I’m not other people. I’m your mommy. Can I help you, Colt?”

“Sure!” Colt happily nodded his head.

Noah was left twisting in the wind after the stunt his son pulled.

Something did not feel right to Noah as Colt enjoyed the potato, and Madeline labeled Noah as the enemy again.

Thomas, who opened his mouth to be fed but was abandoned by his mother, shared the same feeling.

With Mommy nice and attentive to his younger brother, Thomas believed he became an unwanted favorite once more.

He took a glance at Daddy who was left out too.

“Daddy, shall we have the potatoes together?”

“Okay.”

Thomas got himself a potato-peeling daddy.

“Ahhhh! Mr. Quincy is so hot and kind! I can tell he’s a good father!”

“You can expect lovingness from the rich and brilliant for sure. Mr. Quincy is my god!”

“The woman who gave Mr. Quincy an attitude seems to be his ex-wife.”

“No. That is Mr. Quincy’s ex-wife – Madeline Grant!”

“Isn’t Mr. Quincy’s ex-wife dead?”

“Did she fake her death?”

Noah’s keen senses pick up on the noises coming from Thomas’ phone. He could hear what these fans were saying.

He reached out and grabbed Thomas’ phone on the rock at the mention of an ex-wife. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

His dark eyes were fixed on the mobile screen.

Noah soon realized Thomas was on a live stream.

“Mr. Quincy!”

“It’s Mr. Quincy’s debut in the live stream!”

Brushing off the shrieks of fans, he solemnly and earnestly uttered.

“Correction, the woman is Madeline, but she’s not my ex-wife. She’s my wife. We have never divorced. Madeline is the one and only Mrs. Quincy.