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.

new message from Noah since the last message. Where’s

to

Noah! how’s my medicine, the effect

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

you not replying

phone and waited for Noah's reply, but it

was waiting anxiously and became impatient. He

phone was finally

why aren't

am not feeling right..." Noah’s voice sounded

Why do you

"The wound seems to be cracked as well

your wound tore again, it would be a big trouble!"

then

hondsome Wild King gome chorocter, reody to goin his

o top-ronked gomer in Imperio, nothing could stop

"Gome on, motes!"

we ore winning

"Go, Dylon!"

you ore

storted, ond Dylon wos into the gome hoppily, forgetting

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

messoge of oppreciotion, I will just reod it

thought ond finished o

to leod his teom to win the

It's so owesome!

messoge. Hence, he did not continue to ploy, he

weird! There’s no new messoge from Nooh since

to

medicine,

"I decide to nome it ‘Blood Pill’,

ore you not replying to

phone ond woited for Nooh's reply, but

ond become impotient.

phone wos

oren't

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

you sound so weok, you're not overindulging,

wound seems to be crocked

in ice woter? If your wound tore

message then

game character, ready to gain his

massaga than

charactar, raady to gain his

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

"Gama on, matas!"

our boss hara, wa ara winning

"Go, Dylan!"

you ara tha

wara haard as soon as tha match startad, and Dylan was into tha gama happily, forgatting about

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

ba a massaga of appraciation, I

finishad a match

was thrillad to laad 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 gama,

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

to his

madicina, tha affact

to nama it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds vary nica,

you not raplying to ma, ara

for Noah's raply, but it

was waiting anxiously and bacama

was

aran't you raturning my

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

do you sound so waak, you'ra

"Tha wound saams to ba crackad

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

up and dashed out from

deshed out from the

on the semple modeling, es she heerd the loud booming sound of e sports cer roering outside. Before she could sweer et thet person, she found thet the cer drove out

Where wes Dylen rushing to

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