Aggressive Wife

Chapter 56

It was just a pity she wasn't very smart.

Angie found pride in scaring the wide-eyed child.

"Why are you still sitting around? Weren't you going to tell on me? Go on!"

"I'm going…" Thomas puffed up, scrambled to the landline in the kitchen, and patched the call to Noah's study.

"Daddy, I'm in the kitchen! Save me!"

Thomas played up his misery on the call and yammered on before hanging up the phone.

Angie, meanwhile, was cheerily imagining Noah's distress should he see her this way.

She could conquer him by tonight as long as she managed to tug at his heartstrings.

It was exciting to think about!

Noah was currently in his study tracking the location of the person who called herself Felix Turner's daughter.

When the landline rang, it was Wayne who picked up.

It only took seconds for his face to fall.

"Sir, Colton is in trouble!"

Wayne sped down the steps without another word.

Something felt amiss. Noah also got up and went downstairs.

A sight greeted Noah when he got there.

Wayne was by Thomas' side, the latter of which was on the couch drinking chocolate milk.

Angie, meanwhile, was struggling to get to her feet from the ground.

"Are you hurt, Colton?" Wayne checked the child over.

"What happened?"

Seeing that Thomas was fine, Noah calmed down and asked.

"Sir…" Wayne was about to speak, but Angie interrupted him.

"I was the one at fault, Noah. Colt didn't mean it. He has a bad temper. I'm used to it…" Angie got to her feet by leaning against the cabinet and listlessly approached Noah.

She played her part of a miserable woman yearning to touch him but fearing his disgust.

Noah stared at her, seemingly a tad irritated.

He didn't bother with her and took large strides to Thomas' side.

"Hug, Daddy!" Thomas gestured for Noah to hold him.

His child-like face had visible tear tracks that ran down his cheeks.

Colt cried!

His heart softened. He reached out to hold the little one in his arms.

"What happened, Colt?" Noah held him and whispered warmly.

His gentle and considerate ways had Angie envious!

"Daddy, Auntie Angie… She…"

"Yes?"

There was a moment of hesitation. "She's scary."

He looked scared as he spoke. He would sneak glances at Angie and shrink back into Noah's arms.

"What are you saying, you silly child…? I'm not even blaming you for putting me in this state and you're saying I'm scary? Y-You're making me sad…" Angie teared up with every word.

It was as if she had suffered a great deal.

Noah was disgusted by her cries ever since he found out that she feigned her vulnerability.

Noah set Colt down on the couch when Angie approached.

"Did you do this to Auntie Angie, Colt?" Noah gently asked.

Thomas looked at Angie and back at Noah before shaking his head.

"Auntie Angie did it to herself. She also made me call Daddy. She wants to tell Daddy that I bullied her. I didn't do it, Daddy…"

Thomas described the 'facts' in a wretched manner.

Noah was distressed by the sight and held him tighter in response.

"Daddy believes you."

"Kids aren't supposed to lie, Colt. You were the one who spilled the wine on me. But it's okay. I won't blame you. Please don't cry. It was my fault for not moving out of the way…"

Angie took on the image of a good aunt who'd been wronged. There was no way Noah wouldn't be touched by her compassion!

She wiped her tears away and tried to take Colton's hand.

Thomas shimmied back in fright.

Noah's expression grew grim.

What a familiar sight!

He recalled how Colt was indeed ill-tempered. Angie would often be wounded trying to care for him just like she was now.

Colt hadn't spoken a word then and was nothing like he was now where he sought comfort in him.

He would flinch away whenever Angie tried to touch him just as he did moments earlier.

He recalled the resolute and resigned expression on the boy's visage as he held back tears.

It hurt to remember!

"Don't blame Colt, Noah. He didn't mean it." Angie assumed that Noah believed her words and thought the damn brat lied.

She was overjoyed and cautiously approached to strike while the iron was hot.

"I had Mr. Charles retrieve the surveillance footage. If Colt was the one who hurt you, I'll have him apologize to you."

Noah said somberly when he came to his senses.

"Surveillance…footage?"

Angie was shocked to hear those words.

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Who installs a surveillance system in the kitchen?

The butler, Mr. Charles, hurried in and connected the surveillance system to the electronic screen after greeting Noah.

It was in color. With sound on top of that.

Angie's world collapsed around her as she watched the footage.

Everything was there. From the moment she had pushed him to the moment she shattered the wine glass to blame the child.

It would be a fruitless endeavor to even defend herself!

She tried to escape but found herself trapped by bodyguards who had surrounded her at some point.

She turned around to find Noah glaring down at her.

He looked as if he were faced with a pile of trash, disgusted.

"What was that you said, Angie Grant? This is what you mean by not blaming Colt? Hah, Colt wasn't to blame at all. I shouldn't have brought a malicious woman like you back here!"

"P-Please listen, Noah…" She boldly grabbed onto his arm only to be shaken off.

"Scram!"