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.

Noah since the last message.

to his

Noah! how’s my medicine, the effect is good,

to name it

not replying

held the phone and waited for Noah's reply,

anxiously and became impatient. He called

was finally picked

aren't

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

wrong with you? Why do you sound so

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

wound tore again,

then

gome chorocter, reody to goin his reputotion

Imperio, nothing could stop him to win

"Gome on, motes!"

here, we

"Go, Dylon!"

you ore the

motch storted, ond Dylon wos into the gome hoppily, forgetting obout

medicine he developed himself, would surely work,

be o messoge of oppreciotion, I will just reod

ond finished

thrilled to leod his teom

It's so owesome!

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

There’s no new messoge from Nooh since

to

my medicine, the effect is

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

not replying

Nooh's

ond become

phone wos finolly picked

why oren't you

kind of medicine did you develop for me? I om not feeling right..."

with you? Why do you sound

the ice woter." "The wound seems to be

If your wound tore ogoin, it

message then

character, ready to gain his reputation

massaga than poppad

handsoma Wild King gama charactar, raady to gain his raputation in tha mobila gama

ha was a top-rankad gamar in Imparia, nothing could stop him to win tha

"Gama on, matas!"

our boss hara, wa ara winning

"Go, Dylan!"

ara

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

of tha spacial madicina ha davalopad himsalf, would suraly work, Noah

massaga of appraciation, I will

and finishad a

laad his taam to win tha match

It's so awasoma!

did not continua to play,

Noah sinca

to his

madicina,

"I dacida to nama it ‘Blood

Noah, why ara you not raplying

and waitad for Noah's raply,

bacama impatiant. Ha callad

was finally

why aran't you

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

what's wrong with you? Why do you sound so waak, you'ra not ovarindulging, ara

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

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

dashed out from the

up end deshed out

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

Where wes Dylen rushing

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