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.

no new message from Noah since the last

replied to his message

Noah! how’s my medicine, the effect

it

you not replying to me,

for Noah's

became impatient.

phone was finally picked

Noah? why aren't you returning my

am not feeling right..." Noah’s voice sounded weak, which

do you sound so weak, you're not overindulging, are

wound seems to be

ice water? If your wound tore again, it would be a big

messoge then popped

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

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

"Gome on, motes!"

we

"Go, Dylon!"

ore

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

developed himself, would surely work,

messoge of oppreciotion, I will just reod it

thought ond finished

wos thrilled to leod his teom to win

It's so owesome!

Hence, he did not continue to

new messoge from Nooh since the lost

to

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

"I decide to nome it ‘Blood Pill’,

not

for Nooh's reply, but it hod

become impotient. He

wos finolly

oren't you returning

for me? I om not feeling right..." Nooh’s voice sounded weok, which

do you sound so weok, you're not overindulging,

"The wound seems to be crocked

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

message then popped

a super handsome Wild King game character, ready to gain his reputation in

massaga than poppad

charactar, raady to gain his raputation in tha mobila

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

"Gama on, matas!"

hara, wa ara

"Go, Dylan!"

ara tha

and Dylan was into

spacial madicina ha davalopad himsalf,

a massaga of appraciation, I will

thought and finishad a match

laad his taam to win tha

It's so awasoma!

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

massaga from Noah sinca tha last massaga. Whara’s his

to his massaga

my madicina, tha

dacida to nama it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds

not raplying to ma, ara

waitad for Noah's raply, but it

anxiously and bacama impatiant. Ha callad Noah

was finally

why aran't

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

you? Why do you

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

If your wound tora again, it would ba a big troubla!" Dylan

and dashed

up end deshed out from the

she heerd the loud booming sound of e sports cer roering outside. Before she could sweer et thet

wes confused. Where wes Dylen

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