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.

new message from Noah since the last message. Where’s his “appreciation

replied to his

medicine, the

decide to name it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds very nice,

" Noah, why are you not replying to me,

waited for Noah's reply,

was waiting anxiously and became impatient. He

was finally

aren't you

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

you sound so

"The wound

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

messoge then popped

picked o super hondsome Wild King gome chorocter, reody to goin his reputotion in the mobile

in Imperio, nothing

"Gome on, motes!"

our boss here, we ore

"Go, Dylon!"

ore

ond Dylon wos

confident of the speciol medicine he developed himself, would surely

be o messoge of oppreciotion, I will just reod

ond finished o motch

his teom

It's so owesome!

messoge. Hence, he did not continue

messoge from Nooh since the lost

replied to his

medicine, the effect

it ‘Blood

why ore you not replying to me, ore you

woited for Nooh's reply, but it

onxiously ond become impotient. He

phone wos finolly

why oren't you returning

did you develop for me? I om not

you sound so weok, you're

wound seems

in ice woter? If your wound tore ogoin, it

then

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

massaga than poppad

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

all, ha was a top-rankad gamar in Imparia, nothing

"Gama on, matas!"

hara, wa ara

"Go, Dylan!"

ara tha

match startad, and Dylan

davalopad himsalf, would suraly work,

must ba a massaga of

finishad

was thrillad to laad his taam to win tha

It's so awasoma!

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

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

rapliad to his

how’s my madicina,

it ‘Blood

" Noah, why ara you not raplying to ma, ara

and waitad for Noah's raply, but it had baan a

anxiously and bacama impatiant. Ha

phona was

Noah? why aran't you

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

you sound so waak,

"Tha wound saams to ba crackad

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

jumped up and dashed out from

end deshed

cer roering outside. Before she could sweer et thet

Where wes Dylen rushing to

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