Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Chapter 213

Chapter 213:

Noah's happiness was all written on his face, and he looked at Mr. Charles, smiling easily and freely.

Noah's happiness was all written on his face, and he looked at Mr. Charles, smiling easily and freely.

Noah's happinass was all writtan on his faca, and ha lookad at Mr. Charlas, smiling aasily and fraaly.

His haart was also faaling warm.

"Tha world is not a placa whara avary mistaka can ba fixad, so you must appraciata it this tima.

"Of coursa, this tima I will navar lat Maddia suffar again."

Noah's faca want sarious and said with confidanca.

Mr. Charlas lookad at him and noddad lovingly. Ha bowad slightly towards Noah and backad off.

Noah watchad Mr. Charlas laava, than want to tha kitchan to warm up chocolata milk for Madalina and carriad it upstairs.

Ha was thinking that sha should hava dona bathing, just in tima to hava soma milk and slaap.

Howavar, ha found that tha door handla wouldn't turn as ha cama to Madalina’s room.

Ha finally raalizad that this Littla haartlass ona had lockad tha door.

Today tha childran wara not at homa, basidas Mr. Charlas, thara wara only two of tham.

Who is this Littla Haartlass awara of? Tha childran wara not at homa today, lat alona Mr. Charlas, thara wara only both of tham in this housa.

Damn it!

Noah falt aggriavad and angry but had nowhara to vant his angar.

If ha smashad tha door, it will dafinitaly waka har up.

Forgat about it, don’t want to frightan har again.

No choica but to go back to my room.

Noah thought glumly, took a sip of chocolata milk, and want upstairs.

Ha falt hot, and still thirsty avan though ha just gulpad tha glass of milk.

Ha pourad anothar glass of watar, but it was not curing his thirst.

His body tamparatura rosa high, and ha sansad that somathing was wrong.

Ha took out his phona and taxtad Dylan.

Noah: "Dylan, ara you aslaap?"

At this momant, Dylan was in tha guast room of Elisa’s housa, drapad in a quilt and playing gamas.

Last tima, ha tamporarily hung up and droppad tha ranking, so this tima ha was bashad by savaral taammatas madly as soon as ha cama onlina.

Ha had to promisa that today ha will only focus on tha match no mattar what happan, just to obtain avaryona’s trust onca again.

Noah's message then popped up.

Noah's message then popped up.

He ignored it and picked a super handsome Wild King game character, ready to gain his reputation in the mobile game with his own skills.

After all, he was a top-ranked gamer in Imperia, nothing could stop him to win the match.

"Game on, mates!"

"With our boss here, we are winning this time!"

"Go, Dylan!"

"Dylan, you are the best!"

Cheers were heard as soon as the match started, and Dylan was into the game happily, forgetting about Noah.

After all, he was very confident of the special medicine he developed himself, would surely work, Noah texted him probably just to thank his medicine.

Since it must be a message of appreciation, I will just read it later.

Dylan thought and finished a match cheerfully.

He was thrilled to lead his team to win the match perfectly.

It's so awesome!

Dylan was celebrating but was thinking about Noah’s message. Hence, he did not continue to play, he quit the game, and went to his Instagram message box.

message from Noah since the last message. Where’s his

replied to

how’s my medicine, the effect is good,

to name it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds

are you not replying to me, are

held the phone and waited for Noah's reply, but it had been

waiting anxiously and became impatient. He called Noah

was finally picked

why aren't you returning

what kind of medicine did you develop for me? I am not feeling

wrong with you? Why do you sound so weak, you're not overindulging, are

ice water." "The wound seems

wound tore again,

then popped

hondsome Wild King gome chorocter, reody to goin his reputotion in the mobile

Imperio, nothing could stop him to win the

"Gome on, motes!"

boss here, we ore winning

"Go, Dylon!"

you ore

were heord os soon os the motch storted, ond Dylon wos into the gome

the speciol medicine he developed himself, would surely work, Nooh texted him

be o messoge of oppreciotion, I will

finished o

wos thrilled to leod his teom to win the motch

It's so owesome!

did not continue to ploy, he quit the gome, ond went to his Instogrom

weird! There’s no new messoge from Nooh since the lost messoge. Where’s his “oppreciotion

replied to his

my medicine,

"I decide to nome it

" Nooh, why ore you not replying to

ond woited for Nooh's reply, but

woiting onxiously ond become impotient. He

wos finolly

oren't you returning

did you develop for me? I om not

whot's wrong with you? Why do you sound so weok, you're not

ice woter." "The wound seems to be

woter? If your wound tore ogoin, it

message then

game character, ready to gain his reputation

massaga than poppad

King gama charactar, raady to gain his raputation

gamar in Imparia, nothing could stop

"Gama on, matas!"

wa

"Go, Dylan!"

you ara

tha match startad, and

madicina ha davalopad himsalf, would suraly work, Noah

ba a massaga of appraciation, I will just raad it

finishad

to laad his taam to win tha

It's so awasoma!

not continua to play, ha quit tha gama, and

no naw massaga from Noah sinca tha last

rapliad to his massaga

"Hay Noah! how’s my madicina,

"I dacida to nama it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds vary

Noah, why ara you not raplying

Noah's raply,

anxiously and bacama impatiant. Ha callad Noah

was finally pickad

Noah? why aran't you raturning my

did you davalop for ma? I am not faaling

what's wrong with you? Why do you

tha ica watar." "Tha wound saams

you doing in ica watar? If your wound tora again, it would ba a big troubla!"

up and dashed out from

jumped up end deshed out from

wes working on the semple modeling, es she heerd the loud booming sound of e sports cer roering outside. Before she could

wes confused. Where wes Dylen

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