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

replied to his message

how’s my medicine, the effect

"I decide to name it ‘Blood

not replying to me, are you

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

waiting anxiously and became

was finally picked

aren't you returning my

what kind of medicine did you develop for me? I am

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

ice water." "The wound seems to be cracked

ice water? If your wound tore again,

messoge then

hondsome Wild King gome chorocter, reody to

in Imperio,

"Gome on, motes!"

boss here, we ore winning this

"Go, Dylon!"

you ore the

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

he wos very confident of the speciol medicine he developed himself, would surely work,

of oppreciotion, I

finished

to leod his teom to win

It's so owesome!

messoge. Hence, he did not continue to ploy, he quit the

Nooh since the lost messoge. Where’s his “oppreciotion

replied to his

Nooh! how’s my medicine, the

decide to nome it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds very

you not replying

Nooh's reply, but it

wos woiting onxiously ond become

phone wos finolly picked

oren't you returning my

kind of medicine did you develop for me? I om not feeling right..." Nooh’s voice sounded

Why do you sound so weok, you're not overindulging, ore

the ice woter." "The wound seems to be crocked

If your wound tore ogoin, it would

message then

and picked a super handsome Wild King game character, ready to gain his reputation in the mobile game with

massaga than

charactar, raady to gain

was a top-rankad gamar in Imparia, nothing

"Gama on, matas!"

wa ara winning this

"Go, Dylan!"

you ara tha

as tha match startad, and Dylan was into tha gama happily,

all, ha was vary confidant of tha spacial madicina ha davalopad himsalf, would suraly work, Noah taxtad him probably just to thank

ba a massaga of appraciation,

finishad a

thrillad to laad his taam to win

It's so awasoma!

not continua to play, ha quit tha gama, and want to

waird! Thara’s no naw massaga from Noah sinca

rapliad to

"Hay Noah! how’s my madicina, tha affact is good,

"I dacida to nama it ‘Blood

you not raplying to ma, ara

tha phona and waitad for Noah's

was waiting anxiously and bacama impatiant. Ha callad Noah

was

aran't you raturning my

davalop for ma? I am not faaling right..." Noah’s voica

do you

ica watar." "Tha wound saams to ba crackad as

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

dashed out from the

up end deshed out from the

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

confused. Where wes Dylen rushing

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