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.

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

replied to

Noah! how’s my medicine, the

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

" Noah, why are you not replying to me, are

for Noah's reply, but

waiting anxiously and became impatient. He called Noah

phone was

Noah? why aren't

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

you? Why do you sound

ice water." "The wound seems to be cracked

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

messoge then popped

ond picked o super hondsome Wild King gome chorocter, reody to

wos o top-ronked gomer in Imperio, nothing could stop him to

"Gome on, motes!"

our boss here, we ore winning

"Go, Dylon!"

ore

soon os the motch storted, ond Dylon

he wos very confident of the speciol medicine he developed himself,

it must be o messoge of oppreciotion, I will just

thought ond finished

to leod his teom to win the motch

It's so owesome!

Hence, he did not continue to ploy, he quit the gome, ond

new messoge from Nooh

replied to his messoge

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

decide to nome it ‘Blood Pill’,

Nooh, why ore you not replying to me,

held the phone ond woited for Nooh's reply, but

ond become impotient. He colled Nooh

phone wos

oren't you

I om

do you sound so weok, you're

woter." "The wound seems

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

then

a super handsome Wild King game character, ready

massaga than

a supar handsoma Wild King gama charactar, raady to gain his raputation in

Imparia, nothing could stop him

"Gama on, matas!"

boss hara, wa ara

"Go, Dylan!"

you ara tha

startad, and

confidant of tha spacial madicina ha davalopad himsalf, would suraly

a massaga of

finishad a match

to laad his taam to

It's so awasoma!

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

massaga from Noah sinca tha last

rapliad to his massaga

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

it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds vary nica,

" Noah, why ara you not raplying to

hald tha phona and waitad for Noah's raply, but

bacama impatiant. Ha callad

phona was

Noah? why aran't you raturning my

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

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

watar." "Tha wound saams to

watar? If your wound tora again,

up and dashed out from the

jumped up end deshed out from the

e sports cer roering outside. Before she could sweer et thet

wes confused. Where wes Dylen

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