Aggressive Wife

Chapter 519

Chapter 519 Stop Flirting With Me

Every time he lowered his head, Noah could see Madeline's adorable red ears. His anger and jealousy were immediately dismissed by that adorable sight.

Madeline had been seated rigidly, thinking it was Lone Wolf behind her. When she realized it was Noah, she relaxed her body and leaned against him.

Noah noticed Madeline’s changed posture, and he struggled to contain his smile. He wanted to reach out and embrace her in his arms. When he tried, he felt a sharp pain on the back of his hand. Madeline had pinched him with her nails.

Madeline felt a little perplexed as she dipped her head to examine his hand. She had only lightly pinched Noah, but there were numerous nail marks on his hand and blood from two of them.

Someone had pinched Noah, leaving him with a small cut.

Her initial response was rage at the idea that someone was tampering with her possessions.

When Madeline later observed those bloody marks, she felt bad for Noah. After that, she began to believe Noah deserved it and began to wonder if Wilda was the person responsible.

After a series of challenging mental battles, Madeline gently stroked the bruise on his hand without any small cuts. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Noah felt a tingling sensation in his hand, and his body became tense. He took Madeline by the hand and pulled her head in his direction, as if quietly warning her not to flirt with him.

Madeline scowled and conveyed her speechlessness to him by giving him a look. "I didn't do anything, so don't accuse me," was how she appeared to be expressing herself.

Noah began to tickle her hand, making Madeline's heart itched along with it.

She glared at him and wrote in his palm, "Who did this?"

Noah wrote back, "Lone Wolf."

Madeline replied, "I don't believe you."

Noah assured her, "I'm telling the truth."

"I'll assume it's true for now," wrote Madeline once more.

Madeline wanted to end the conversation after she wrote this, but Noah kept writing in her hand.

"I don't like that you're close with Lone Wolf."

Madeline silently retorted in her mind, I don't care whether you like it or not.

Since their circumstance was rather embarrassing, Madeline was reluctant to rile Noah up for fear that he might run out of the closet.

"You're close to Wilda, and I don't like it either," she patiently wrote back.

"I'm not close to her."

"You’ve hugged her, yet you're not close to her. Consequently, neither Lone Wolf nor I are close."

Noah took a brief break before continuing.

"You mistook me for Lone Wolf. I have a reaction because of you sitting on my lap."

The fact that Madeline was sitting on it made it impossible for her to deny it, but she was also unable to acknowledge her mistake.

"Is it my fault that men lack self-control? "

Her witty remarks made Noah chuckle. He rebuked, "This is chop logic."

"Women have that privilege."

"Let's not make it a habit."

The two of them continued to chat, but Madeline started to get bored with it and stopped replying

to him.

Noah continued to playfully write on her back, "Why aren't you writing back to me?"

Madeline shook her head, indicating that she did not want to talk.

"You don’t want to talk to me?"

"Who do you want to talk to?"

"Don't you miss me now that you haven't seen me in days?"

"What about asking how I'm doing in Imperia?

If Madeline allowed Noah to continue writing, he could probably write a whole book where he whined pathetically. Therefore, she twisted her body to stop him from writing any further.

Noah stopped writing, but his hand continued to move. He simply started to move his fingers randomly on Madeline’s back.

Madeline started to sense something was off as Noah continued to move his finger. She felt a tingle down her back, and her heart pounded wildly.

Noah did not stop at Madeline’s back, he slid his fingers down to her tailbone and suddenly pressed ferociously somewhere further down. Madeline almost screamed out loud.

Luckily, Noah covered her mouth in time and prevented her from exposing herself. However, he was pleased with her reaction. His movements changed, becoming more varied and gentle.

"Stop flirting with me," Madeline seriously scribbled on his palm.

"I didn’t." Noah smiled and replied to her.

"You did! I'll just leave if you keep doing this!"

It appeared that this threat was effective. Noah stopped scribbling on her back. He just held her tightly and breathed deeply with his chin on her shoulder.

The heat of his body and the hardness of a particular rod, made Madeline blush.

Noah whispered a few words in a husky voice next to Madeline's ear, "I miss you."

Madeline had the impression that she was in a sauna because her entire body was radiating heat.

Fortunately, at this precise moment, they heard voices coming from outside.

"Mr. Wilbur, the surveillance footage has been destroyed," the bodyguard trembled as he reported to Wilbur at the door.

"What's going on?" Wilbur growled and stood up angrily.

"Our security system was hacked. All of the surveillance videos had been deleted."

Wilbur furiously stormed out of the room. He could no longer identify the person who drugged him in Wilda's room or catch the thief who stole the safe because the footage was destroyed.

Madeline exhaled a sigh of relief as soon as they heard the door close. She cautiously pushed the closet door open and checked to make sure nobody was outside before she left.

Noah embraced her from behind as soon as she exited. He turned Madeline around and kissed her lips.

Noah had been holding back this kiss for days. Therefore, it was especially intense, and he denied Madeline any chance to refuse him.

Madeline had no desire to reject him.

Isn't it entirely normal to have needs? In addition, Noah was very skilled in this area; it was a rare pleasure to kiss him.

Noah was thrilled that Madeline did not resist him, and he ended up kissing her more passionately. Then he received the same enthusiastic response from Madeline.

Fortunately, he retained some sanity and remembered where they were. If not, he might not be capable of controlling himself in this circumstance. The two could have gone further.

When Noah released Madeline, her eyes were watery, her cheeks were rosy, and her lips looked soft and tender like jelly. Unconsciously, she raised her head a little bit and parted her lips slightly. She wore a look that conveyed the message, "Why did you stop? I want more."

The sight made Noah's blood start to boil. He quickly pressed Madeline’s face against his chest and whispered to her, "Just hold on to it; I'll give it to you later."

Madeline's forehead hit his hard muscles and snapped her out of the mood. When she heard this, she blushed with embarrassment and said, "Stop acting inappropriately, who asked for it?"

"Hmm? Don't you want it? Just now, who is the one…"

The memory of their earlier interaction was being savored by Noah as he prepared to describe it in detail to her.

Madeline covered Noah's mouth shyly. She warned him, "I haven't forgiven you for what happened with Wilda. What happened just now was an accident; don't overthink it."

Her voice was delicate and soft. It was not intimidating at all.

The tender expression that had been in Noah's eyes abruptly changed. He took Madeline out of the room with him. Wilbur went back to Shane's room not long after they left.