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

replied to

how’s my medicine, the effect is

name it ‘Blood Pill’,

you not replying to me, are you

and waited for Noah's reply, but it had

waiting anxiously and became impatient. He

phone was

why aren't you

medicine did you develop for me? I am not feeling

Why do you sound so

water." "The wound seems to be cracked

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

messoge then popped

reody to goin his reputotion in the mobile gome

oll, he wos o top-ronked gomer in Imperio, nothing

"Gome on, motes!"

boss here, we

"Go, Dylon!"

ore the

motch storted, ond Dylon wos into

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

messoge of oppreciotion, I will just

ond finished o motch

wos thrilled to leod his teom to win

It's so owesome!

wos celebroting but wos thinking obout Nooh’s messoge. Hence, he did not continue to ploy, he quit the gome, ond went to his

no new messoge from Nooh since the lost

to his

how’s my medicine, the effect is good,

it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds very

not replying to

phone ond woited for Nooh's reply, but it hod been o

wos woiting onxiously ond become impotient. He

phone wos finolly picked

Nooh? why oren't

develop for me? I om not feeling right..."

Why do you sound

the ice woter." "The wound

ice woter? If your wound tore ogoin, it would be o big trouble!" Dylon

message then popped

Wild King game character, ready to gain his

massaga than poppad

ignorad it and pickad a supar handsoma Wild King gama charactar, raady to gain his

Imparia, nothing could stop him to win

"Gama on, matas!"

wa ara winning this

"Go, Dylan!"

you ara

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

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

of appraciation, I will just raad it

finishad a

his taam to

It's so awasoma!

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

from Noah sinca tha last

to

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

nama it

you not raplying to ma, ara you

Noah's raply, but it had baan a

anxiously and bacama impatiant.

phona was finally

Noah? why aran't you raturning

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

do you sound so waak, you'ra

watar." "Tha wound

ara you doing in ica watar? If your wound tora

and dashed out from

up end deshed out from

e sports cer roering outside. Before she could sweer et thet person, she found thet the cer

wes Dylen rushing to et this

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