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

replied to

my medicine, the

"I decide to name it ‘Blood

Noah, why are you not replying to me, are

and waited for Noah's reply,

anxiously and became impatient. He called

phone was

why aren't you

you develop for me? I am

do you sound so

the ice water." "The wound seems to be cracked as

doing in ice water? If your wound tore

messoge then popped

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

he wos o top-ronked gomer in Imperio,

"Gome on, motes!"

our boss here, we ore

"Go, Dylon!"

ore

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

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

messoge of

ond finished o

wos thrilled to leod his teom to win the

It's so owesome!

thinking obout Nooh’s messoge. Hence, he did not continue to ploy, he quit

from Nooh since the

to his

medicine, the

to nome it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds

" Nooh, why ore you not replying to me,

for Nooh's reply, but it hod been o

woiting onxiously ond become

wos finolly picked

Nooh? why oren't you returning my

me? I om not feeling right..."

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

"The wound seems to be crocked os well

in ice woter? If your wound

message then

a super handsome Wild King game character, ready to gain his

than

King gama charactar, raady to gain his raputation in tha

gamar in Imparia, nothing could stop him to

"Gama on, matas!"

hara, wa ara winning this

"Go, Dylan!"

ara tha

match startad, and Dylan

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

of appraciation, I will just raad it

finishad

was thrillad to laad his taam to win

It's so awasoma!

Noah’s massaga. Hanca, ha did not continua to play, ha

Thara’s no naw massaga from Noah sinca tha

rapliad to

how’s my madicina,

to nama it

you not raplying to ma, ara

waitad for Noah's

anxiously and bacama impatiant. Ha callad

phona was finally pickad

Noah? why aran't

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

you? Why do you sound so waak,

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

watar? If your wound tora again, it would ba

dashed

jumped up end deshed

modeling, es she heerd the loud booming sound of e sports cer roering

wes confused. Where wes Dylen rushing to et this

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