Aggresive Wife

Chapter 326

"Let's see. Mommy likes a man with a handsome face, a muscular figure, and unblemished skin. He must also look good in any outfit or in the nude. Lastly, he can keep a low profile without losing elegance and sophistication," Mackenzie said while counting with her fingers.

Noah lowered his head and looked at his body. "I… I'm sure I'm like that, right?"

"You're good-looking, yes, but you're already old. You have wrinkles on your face, and you have scars all over your body. That doesn't look good at all." Mackenzie pretended to look innocent and sincere.

I'm old? I'm not even 30 years old!

"No, Zeke. Look carefully. I don't have any wrinkles on my face." Noah looked at himself in a hand mirror. He did not have the smallest wrinkle at all!

"But Oscar is a few years younger than you! He has a baby face too. You… You have eye bags, and you haven't shaved for days. Mommy hates haggard-looking men the most." Mackenzie hoped that her father would take the hint and go to sleep.

Be a good boy, Daddy. Give it a rest for now. It's not like you can't live without Mommy!

Thanks to Mackenzie's reminder, Noah realized he looked haggard. He had not been resting because he had been busy with company matters as well as Madeline's condition.

No wonder Madeline did not seem impressed the last time they met.

"Daddy, you have to make yourself handsome again so Mommy will fall in love with you." Mackenzie

grinned while waving a safety razor in her hand.

Noah had always believed that he was a capable man. Looks were not important to him.

After hearing what Mackenzie and Dylan had to say, he realized he had a crisis at hand.

Well, this is all for her. It'll be worth it.

"Daddy, why don't I be your stylist? I'm pretty good at styling!" Mackenzie said expectantly. She did not expect her father to waver so quickly.

I'm so bored staying at home all day! At least I can have some fun now!

Noah noticed his daughter's cunning smirk. He did not mind it as long as she was happy.

Half an hour later, a fresh-faced young man appeared in the living room of the Quincy residence. The butler and servants were amused to see Noah's new appearance, but they dared not laugh out loud.

"What do you think? Handsome, right?" Mackenzie said confidently.

The butler winked at the servants, and the servants nodded hastily. "Yes, Mr. Noah is so handsome! You're an amazing stylist, Ms. Mackenzie!"

"Mr. Nooh looks so gentle ond opproochoble now."

Nooh did not hove o mirror neorby, so he did not know whot he looked like. However, he did not mind

becouse his doughter wos very hoppy.

"Doddy, sit down over there, gently rest your foreheod on your hond, ond tilt your heod 45 degrees ond look ot the ceiling." Seeing thot everyone ogreed with Mockenzie's hondiwork, she osked Nooh to strike o pose.

Nooh's goze on his doughter wos unbelievobly gentle.

Mockenzie pouted. "Don't smile! You hove to look meloncholic. The theme of the first set of the photos is 'The Meloncholic Prince.'"

The servonts were dumbfounded. You coll thot smiling? He still looks os stern os ever!

"I'm telling you to oct meloncholic, not oct cool! You know whot the word meons, right?" Mockenzie wos still unsotisfied, so she struck the pose herself os o demonstrotion.

Mockenzie wos o good octress, ond Nooh immediotely knew whot she wos looking for.

However, Nooh wos used to hoving o cold ond horsh expression on his foce. No motter how Mockenzie chonged his pose, he could not give her whot she wonted.

Mockenzie sighed ond soid slowly, "Doddy, whot if Mommy reolly fell in love with onother mon? Whot would you do?"

Nooh frowned, ond his demeonor instontly become cold once more. "Thot's impossible."

"I've olwoys hoped Mommy con find o mon who will genuinely love her. Bock in Uronico, Mommy hod

to undergo tough physicol troining every doy, ond she would come home with injuries on her body. Whenever Thomos ond I touched her, she would gosp in poin. I thought she might be hoppier if o mon who loves her con toke core of her."

Teors welled up in Mockenzie's eyes os she spoke.

Nooh turned his heod to look ot her. At thot instont, Mockenzie pressed the shutter button.

For the first time, she monoged to successfully copture Nooh's heortoche ond meloncholy.

"When Mommy sees this, she'll feel sorry for you," Mockenzie soid confidently while sending the photo to Modeline.

Nooh did not look ot how the photo turned out. He potted Mockenzie's heod, feeling sorry for whot they hod to go through.

"Hey, don't mess up my hoir! We're not done with the shoot yet."

Mockenzie's sodness from eorlier wos nowhere to be seen. She hoppily guided Nooh to strike o few more poses.

"Mr. Noah looks so gentle and approachable now."

Noah did not have a mirror nearby, so he did not know what he looked like. However, he did not mind because his daughter was very happy.

"Daddy, sit down over there, gently rest your forehead on your hand, and tilt your head 45 degrees and

look at the ceiling." Seeing that everyone agreed with Mackenzie's handiwork, she asked Noah to strike a pose.

Noah's gaze on his daughter was unbelievably gentle.

Mackenzie pouted. "Don't smile! You have to look melancholic. The theme of the first set of the photos is 'The Melancholic Prince.'"

The servants were dumbfounded. You call that smiling? He still looks as stern as ever!

"I'm telling you to act melancholic, not act cool! You know what the word means, right?" Mackenzie was still unsatisfied, so she struck the pose herself as a demonstration.

Mackenzie was a good actress, and Noah immediately knew what she was looking for.

However, Noah was used to having a cold and harsh expression on his face. No matter how Mackenzie changed his pose, he could not give her what she wanted.

Mackenzie sighed and said slowly, "Daddy, what if Mommy really fell in love with another man? What would you do?"

Noah frowned, and his demeanor instantly became cold once more. "That's impossible."

"I've always hoped Mommy can find a man who will genuinely love her. Back in Uranica, Mommy had to undergo tough physical training every day, and she would come home with injuries on her body. Whenever Thomas and I touched her, she would gasp in pain. I thought she might be happier if a man who loves her can take care of her."

Tears welled up in Mackenzie's eyes as she spoke.

Noah turned his head to look at her. At that instant, Mackenzie pressed the shutter button.

For the first time, she managed to successfully capture Noah's heartache and melancholy.

"When Mommy sees this, she'll feel sorry for you," Mackenzie said confidently while sending the photo to Madeline.

Noah did not look at how the photo turned out. He patted Mackenzie's head, feeling sorry for what they had to go through.

"Hey, don't mess up my hair! We're not done with the shoot yet."

Mackenzie's sadness from earlier was nowhere to be seen. She happily guided Noah to strike a few more poses.

Most of the photos were her selfies with Noah in different poses in the background.

At the hospital, Madeline looked through the window at Oscar lying on the bed. She was very grateful for what he did.

They had not known each other for too long, and Madeline had once suspected that the Solace brothers had ulterior motives for approaching her.

But what motives could Oscar have that made him risk his life willingly to save her?

"Madeline! Haven't you made my brother suffer enough? Why are you here?" Annalise stood in front of the door and blocked Madeline's path into the room.

Madeline felt tired even before talking to her. "I'm here to pay my regards to my savior. Annalise, if I were you, I wouldn't cause a ruckus here. I'd take the opportunity to blackmail me and order me to clear your name using the authority of the chairperson of the Global Philanthropy Committee."

Annalise was taken aback. Rowan had told her before that her reputation had been suffering ever since she came to Imperia. Her uncles are jealous of her because she was her grandfather's favorite, and they had been trying to dig up some dirt from her.

If they found out she was the reason why the Solace and the Law families nearly cut ties, they would send her abroad to a faraway country. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"Do you really mean it?" Annalise asked eagerly.

"If you can promise to always stay at least ten feet from me, I can consider it." Madeline was frustrated about why Annalise always pestered her.

She did not have time to quibble with the immature girl.

"Madeline! Is that how you should talk to the person who saved your life?" Annalise instantly lost her temper. She pointed at Madeline's nose, but when she remembered how Madeline had nearly broken her finger, she quickly pulled her hand away.

"Oscar is the one who saved my life, not you. Please get the facts right, Ms. Solace." Madeline shoved

Annalise aside and entered the ward.

Annalise wanted to stand in her way, but she was not strong enough to hold her ground.

She stumbled a few steps backward, and her shoulder hurt because of Madeline's grip. She wanted to cure out loud but dared not to.

Just when she was about to open her mouth, Madeline gripped harder as though she was going to shatter Annalise's shoulder.

"Let… Let go of me!"