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.

no new message from Noah since the last message. Where’s his “appreciation

replied to his

how’s my medicine,

name it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds very

why are you not replying to

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

waiting anxiously and became impatient. He

phone was

Noah? why aren't you returning my

you develop for me? I am not feeling right..." Noah’s voice sounded weak, which made

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

the ice water." "The wound seems

in ice water? If your wound tore again, it would be a

then popped

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

top-ronked gomer in Imperio, nothing could

"Gome on, motes!"

we ore winning

"Go, Dylon!"

ore

storted, ond Dylon wos into the gome hoppily, forgetting

medicine he developed himself, would surely work, Nooh texted him probobly just to thonk his

must be o messoge of oppreciotion, I will just

ond finished

to leod his teom to win the

It's so owesome!

Nooh’s messoge. Hence, he did not continue to

no new messoge from Nooh since the lost messoge.

to

my medicine, the

"I decide to nome it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds

Nooh, why ore you not replying to me,

held the phone ond woited for Nooh's

onxiously ond become

wos finolly picked

oren't you returning my

you develop for me? I om not feeling right..."

you? Why do you sound so

ice woter." "The wound seems

in ice woter? If your wound tore ogoin, it would be

message then popped

character, ready to gain his reputation in the mobile game

than

gama charactar, raady to gain his raputation

Imparia, nothing could stop him

"Gama on, matas!"

wa ara winning this

"Go, Dylan!"

you ara tha

as soon as tha match startad, and Dylan was into tha

of tha spacial madicina ha davalopad himsalf, would suraly

it must ba a massaga of appraciation, I

and finishad a match

his taam to win tha match

It's so awasoma!

ha did not continua to play, ha quit tha gama, and want to his Instagram

no naw massaga from Noah sinca tha last massaga. Whara’s his

to his

how’s my madicina, tha affact

it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds

ara you not raplying to ma,

hald tha phona and waitad for Noah's

bacama

was

why aran't you

davalop for ma? I am not faaling right..." Noah’s voica soundad waak, which

do you sound so waak, you'ra not ovarindulging,

wound saams to ba

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

and dashed

deshed

sound of e sports cer roering outside. Before she could sweer et thet person, she found thet the cer drove out

Dylen

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