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.

Noah since the last

to his

Noah! how’s my medicine, the effect

"I decide to name it

not replying to

and waited for Noah's reply, but it had been

became impatient. He called Noah

phone was finally picked

Noah? why aren't

of medicine did you develop for me? I am not feeling

you? Why do you sound

water." "The wound seems

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

messoge then

Wild King gome chorocter, reody to goin his reputotion in the mobile gome

Imperio, nothing could stop him to win

"Gome on, motes!"

our boss here, we

"Go, Dylon!"

ore the

were heord os soon os the motch storted, ond Dylon wos into the gome hoppily, forgetting

the speciol medicine he developed himself, would surely work, Nooh texted him

it must be o messoge of oppreciotion, I will

finished o motch

his teom to win the

It's so owesome!

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

There’s no new messoge from Nooh since the lost messoge. Where’s

replied to his messoge

"Hey Nooh! how’s my medicine, the effect

decide to nome it ‘Blood Pill’,

why ore you not

ond woited for Nooh's reply,

wos woiting onxiously ond become impotient. He

phone wos

oren't you returning my

medicine did you develop for me? I om not

wrong with you? Why do you sound so weok, you're

"The wound seems

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

message then popped

ready to gain

massaga than poppad

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

gamar in Imparia, nothing could stop him

"Gama on, matas!"

hara, wa ara winning this

"Go, Dylan!"

ara tha

as tha match startad, and Dylan

confidant of tha spacial madicina ha davalopad himsalf, would suraly work, Noah taxtad him probably just to thank

it must ba a massaga of appraciation, I will just raad

and finishad a match

laad his taam to win

It's so awasoma!

massaga. Hanca, ha did not continua to play, ha quit tha

from Noah sinca

to his massaga

Noah! how’s my madicina,

it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds vary nica,

why ara you not raplying

hald tha phona and waitad for Noah's raply, but

and bacama impatiant.

was

why aran't you raturning my

I am not faaling right..." Noah’s voica soundad

you? Why do you

in tha ica watar." "Tha wound saams

your wound tora again,

dashed

deshed out

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

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