Aggresive Wife

Aggresive Wife Chapter 185



Chapter 185

This was the first time she had set foot in this place in five years.

Five years ago, she wanted to disclose her pregnancy to Noah. However, she was stopped outside of the building, and she did not manage to see him after waiting for three hours.

In the end, she fainted due to exhaustion. Dylan was the one who sent her home.

She was so stupid back then.

She foolishly waited for him even though she knew he would not appear.

She was at the front desk with Thomas while she was lost in her thoughts.

This time around, she did not try to communicate with the front desk. She sat down in the waiting area and asked Thomas to contact Noah.

She knew the front desk would not let them in without an appointment, so she did not bother trying.

The Quinton Corporation looked more magnificent compared to five years ago. It seemed that they were developing well throughout the years.

Even the sofas in the waiting area were more comfortable than before.

Madeline put the lunchbox aside and looked at Thomas, who was on the phone.

“Hello, Daddy. I’m here to see you. Hurry and pick me up!” Thomas was thrilled.

Madeline could not hear the other end of the phone call. However, judging by how happy Thomas was, they would go in no time.

“It’s done. Daddy will come down to pick us up immediately.”

“Okay, let’s wait for him here.” Madeline patted the seat beside her.

She then handed Thomas a cup of preheated chocolate milk.

Thomas leaned against Madeline, and he was basking in the sun contentedly.

Hehe! I’m the only child that hangs out with Daddy and Mommy today. I’m so happy!

His good mood did not last long because a beautiful lady in uniform interrupted him.

“Thomas, Mr. Quincy asked me to pick you up; please come with me.” Leanna spoke gently in a respectful tone.

“Who are you? Where’s my daddy? He promised to pick me up!” Thomas said with a frown. Although she was elegant and gorgeous, he was unhappy to see her.

He usually liked to talk to good-looking ladies, but it was their family time now. He did not want anyone to disturb their time together.

“Thomas, Daddy might be busy at the moment. Let’s just follow this beautiful aunty.”

Madeline was comforting Thomas while getting ready to go upstairs.

However, Leanna stopped her from going in.

“Miss, I’m sorry to inform you that Mr. Quincy only asked me to bring Thomas up.” Leanna said.

Madeline was stunned upon hearing it.

Noah Quincy, you’re a douchebag! How dare you do this to me?

“Is this what you want? Or is this what Mr. Quincy wants?” Madeline asked mockingly.

“Of course this is what Mr. Quincy wants. Miss, please do not make my job difficult.” She tilted her head down subconsciously, fearing Madeline would see through her lie.

“Okay. If that’s the case, Thomas, please pass the lunchbox to your Daddy. I’ll be waiting for you here. Madeline did not want to force her way in; she simply handed the lunchbox over to Thomas. She then sat down on the sofa again.

Thomas glanced at Leanna and then at his mommy. He decided to follow Leanna obediently.

He gave his mommy a meaningful look before he went out of her sight.

Madeline speechlessly touched her forehead; she took pity on that beautiful lady.

Well, I guess Leanna is asking for it. She can only pray that our Little Devil won’t torture her that much.

Thomas innocently held Leanna’s hand and followed her into the elevator.

Leanna thought that Thomas did not seem bright. So she wanted to take advantage of him.

“Thomas, the lunchbox seems heavy. Do you need me to hold it for you?”

“Okay, Aunty, thank you. You’re so pretty.” Thomas tilted his head up and stared at Leanna harmlessly with his eyes wide open.

“Oh, thank you. Thomas, is your mother or me more beautiful?”

“Erm…”

“Daddy taught me not to lie at all. I think that you’re prettier.” Thomas said it hesitantly.

Hmph! You’re so ugly! You will never be as attractive as my mommy!

By all means, my mommy is ten thousand times more beautiful!

“Haha, really? You’re such a cute child. So, what if I’m your mommy?” Leanna said it persuasively.

She heard that Thomas was the apple of Mr. Quincy’s eye.

If Thomas accepts me, this means that Mr. Quincy will be accepting me too. Right?

Even though Mr. Quincy announced that Madeline was still his wife, she did not move back to the Quincy residence after so many days.

Mr. Quincy must be admitting her as his wife for the sake of their child.

What’s more, that foolish woman was exposed for having a new lover. This is such a great chance for me!

“Aunty, do you want to be my mommy?”

It’s good to have dreams, but you shouldn’t be daydreaming at this hour, lady!

“Can I?”

“Aunty, you’re so beautiful. Of course you can.”

“Thomas, are you serious? I never expected you to be so pleasant to chat with. Why didn’t I get to know you earlier?”

“It’s never too late. I like you; I’m sure daddy will like you too.” Thomas was blurting out nonsense.

It’s so obvious that you want to snatch my dad away from my mommy. Who do you think you are?

“R-Really? Your dad will like me too?” Leanna was all over the moon.

“Yes, especially when you know how to make lunchboxes.” Thomas had something up his sleeve.

“T-Thomas, when we get to Mr. Qunicy’s office, can I tell him that I packed this lunchbox? I promise to be a good mother to you if I ever have the chance.” NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

Leanna got so worked up that she almost started to jump around.

At that moment, Leanna felt like Thomas was her lucky star!

“Be good to me?” even better than how my biological mother treats me?” Thomas was serious when he asked this question.

From what he knew, no woman could treat him better than his own biological mother.

If so, the woman must be lying.

“Of course!” Leanna didn’t even flinch while answering him.

Thomas looked at her indifferently, but Leanna was too self-absorbed to realize.

“Alright, the lunchbox is already in your hand. You can do whatever you want with it.” Thomas pretended to go along with it.


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