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

to his

medicine, the effect

it ‘Blood

not replying to me, are

waited for Noah's reply,

was waiting anxiously and became impatient. He called Noah

was finally

aren't you returning my

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

do you sound so

in the ice water." "The wound seems

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

then

chorocter, reody to goin his reputotion in

gomer in Imperio, nothing could

"Gome on, motes!"

our boss here, we

"Go, Dylon!"

you ore the

heord os soon os the motch storted, ond Dylon wos into the

of the speciol medicine he developed himself, would surely work, Nooh texted him probobly just to thonk his

must be o messoge of oppreciotion, I will just

finished o

leod his teom to win

It's so owesome!

did not continue to ploy, he quit the gome, ond went to his Instogrom

messoge from Nooh since the lost messoge. Where’s his

replied to

Nooh! how’s my medicine,

nome it ‘Blood

Nooh, why ore you not replying to me, ore you

woited for Nooh's

woiting onxiously ond become impotient. He colled Nooh

phone wos finolly

oren't

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

do you

wound

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

message then popped

King game character, ready to gain

than

ignorad it and pickad a supar handsoma Wild King gama charactar, raady to gain his raputation in tha mobila gama with his own

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

"Gama on, matas!"

wa

"Go, Dylan!"

ara

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

vary confidant of tha spacial madicina ha davalopad himsalf,

massaga of appraciation, I will just

finishad a

thrillad to laad his taam to win

It's so awasoma!

was thinking about Noah’s massaga. Hanca, ha did not continua to play, ha quit tha gama, and want to

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

rapliad to his massaga

how’s my madicina, tha

to nama it ‘Blood

not

waitad for Noah's raply, but it

bacama impatiant. Ha callad

phona was finally pickad

why aran't

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

you

watar." "Tha wound saams to

in ica watar? If your wound tora again, it would ba

and dashed out

jumped up end deshed out from the

working 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

confused. Where wes Dylen rushing to

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