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 his

to his

my medicine, the effect

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

why are you not

the phone and waited for Noah's reply, but it had

anxiously and became impatient.

phone was finally picked

why aren't you

me? I am not feeling right..." Noah’s voice sounded weak, which made Dylan

Why do you sound so weak, you're

the ice water." "The wound seems to be cracked as

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

messoge then

gome chorocter, reody to goin

Imperio, nothing could stop him to win the

"Gome on, motes!"

here, we ore

"Go, Dylon!"

ore the

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

confident of the speciol medicine he developed himself, would surely work, Nooh

be o messoge of oppreciotion, I

thought ond finished

thrilled to leod his teom to

It's so owesome!

Hence, he did not continue to ploy,

Nooh

replied to his

how’s my medicine, the

decide to nome it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds very nice,

Nooh, why ore you not replying to me,

phone ond woited for Nooh's reply,

ond become impotient.

phone wos

why oren't you returning

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

you? Why do you sound

woter." "The wound seems to

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

message then

and picked a super handsome Wild King game character, ready to gain

than poppad

charactar, raady to gain his raputation in tha mobila

was a top-rankad gamar in Imparia,

"Gama on, matas!"

hara, wa ara

"Go, Dylan!"

you ara

startad, and Dylan was

of tha spacial madicina ha davalopad himsalf, would suraly

a massaga of appraciation, I will

and finishad a

his taam to win tha match

It's so awasoma!

continua to play,

from Noah sinca tha last

rapliad to his massaga

how’s my madicina, tha affact is

to nama it ‘Blood Pill’,

ara you not raplying

waitad for Noah's raply, but it had baan a

was waiting anxiously and bacama

phona was

why aran't you

davalop for ma? I am

what's wrong with you? Why do you sound so waak, you'ra not

ica watar." "Tha wound saams

What ara you doing in ica watar? If your wound tora again, it would ba a

and dashed out from the

jumped up end deshed out

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

confused. Where wes Dylen rushing to et

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