Aggressive Wife

Chapter 368

Chapter 368 I’m Not Dead Yet

The crystal pendant that Xander gave to Colton looked valuable at first glance. He had been carrying it on him. That meant that he was waiting for the right moment to give it to the child.

Noah scoffed to himself. Was he trying to buy off his son with a mere piece of crystal? He felt looked down upon.

"And, this is?" Xander shot Noah a suspicious look. Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

Madeline noticed how Noah was sullen, but he seemed to perk up at Xander's question as if he were a peacock that was about to spread its feathers. She shook her head helplessly.

"He's Colt's father." She gave him a brief introduction.

Xander's expression was a bit complicated. His eyes shifted from Madeline to Thomas and Mackenzie. He seemed puzzled by why they were here with Noah.

"I'm Thomas, Mackenzie and Colton's father and Madeline's husband. It's nice to meet you." Noah held out his hand for a handshake.

Xander smiled stiffly as he shook his hand. He could feel the stabbing pain of crushed bone in his hand.

Noah let go before he could even begin furrowing his brows.

He had no choice but to swallow his grievances.

Madeline had only told him about what happened with Trenton. There was no news about her and Noah reconciling, let alone a report that Noah was here in Uranica with the son he stole. It looked like

the two of them were living together.

If he hadn't heard from his mother that Madeline and Noah had reconciled and found someone to look into her activities while he was comatose, he would probably be frazzled to see Noah.

He had held onto the tiny sliver of hope that Madeline was with him to enact her revenge or that Noah was toying with her.

Noah's blatant hostility and how the two of them got along with one another fizzled out that hope.

Madeline was with Noah for real.

It left him unhappy. His relationship with Madeline had improved in the past two years. If he had tried harder, she might've gotten together with him. The accident had thrown a wrench in his plans and allowed Noah to slip in.

"Mr. Quinn, was it? Thank you for taking care of my wife throughout the years. I've prepared a generous gift for you that Madam Emelia should've received. She's a woman of great sensibilities to have raised a talent like you."

Noah's compliments were backhanded.

Madeline couldn't bear to watch them any further and wheeled Xander back into the ward to whisper into his ear. "Don't mind him. He's being weird."

The intimate tone made the pit in his stomach sink.

"I don't understand why you…" Xander continued to feign confusion as he looked at Noah and Madeline.

He made it look as if both he and Madeline were trading secrets only the two of them knew.

"It's a long story. I'll tell you once you're better." She patted his arm and comforted him.

He nodded. "So, you're remarried now?"

The thought of her being remarried had his heart sinking but he couldn't make it obvious.

He only looked worried and concerned for her.

Madeline shook her head. With the kids present and Noah a short distance away, she could only continue to whisper to him. "We haven't officially divorced five years ago. We're still husband and wife in name but not in that way."

"You should be more careful, Madeline." He couldn't help but hold her hand.

She was just about to tell him that there was nothing to worry about when her arm was snatched out of his hand.

She was pulled right into Noah's arms.

"I'm not dead yet," Noah whispered into her ear in great displeasure.

"Stop speaking as if I did something wrong." Madeline bristled and tried to get away from him but no matter how she struggled, he refused to yield.

"You're my wife. Aren't you sorry that you're flirting with other men in front of me?" Everyone in the room could hear him/

Mackenzie helpfully covered Thomas's ears while Colton ran to Madeline's side to hold his mother's hand. Madeline, who was still struggling, gave in instantly.

"My wife has been concerned for your health, Mr. Quinn. I've found you two professional rehabilitation therapists so you have nothing to worry about. They'll help you recover in the shortest time possible." He stood tall with an arm around her.

Xander replied with a small smile. "You're too kind, Mr. Quincy but I'm already being treated by the therapists in the hospital. They would know my condition better."

"I see. Well, in that case, I won't force it." Noah raised a brow at Madeline as if to fish a compliment from her.

I was kind enough to find him a rehab therapist. He's the one who doesn't want it. Shouldn't you be praising me?

She pinched him in the waist. "Can you stop fooling around?"

"Me? Fooling around? I was being nice. Ask Albert if you don't believe me. I was even the one who contacted the therapist." It didn't matter to Noah even if she weren't on his side but he needed her to at least believe him.

"What therapist are you talking about? You're not talking about some shady scam, are you?" She remained skeptical. Noah being kind enough to find his "love rival" a rehabilitation therapist was suspicious.

"You're making me sad, my dearest wife." Noah showed her his call records on his phone. There was indeed specific information about the therapists.

They were both capable and professional in the field which heartened her.

She wanted to show Xander the information on the therapists when Colton wheeled the man to the ward's balcony.

"I'll peel some apples for you, Uncle Xander." Colton took an apple and began to peel the fruit.

"Do you know how to do it, Colt?" Thomas scrambled over and got in the way of his vision of Madeline.

"You've been sleeping for so many years, godfather. Do you dream?" Mackenzie also swarmed in to stop Xander from wheeling himself back to the door.

Xander could hear the low, deliberate chuckle behind him, and couldn't help laughing at himself. His care for Thomas and Mackenzie was in vain. With the biological father back in the picture, he was now sidelined.