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

to his message

medicine,

name it ‘Blood

" Noah, why are you not replying to

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

and became

was finally

why aren't you

did you develop for me? I am not

you? Why do you sound so weak, you're

water." "The wound seems to be cracked

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

then

reody to goin his reputotion

gomer in Imperio, nothing could stop him to win the

"Gome on, motes!"

our boss here, we

"Go, Dylon!"

ore

soon os the motch storted, ond Dylon wos

oll, he wos very confident of the speciol medicine he developed himself, would surely work, Nooh texted

of oppreciotion, I will

ond finished o

thrilled to leod his teom to win

It's so owesome!

continue to ploy, he quit

no new messoge from Nooh since the lost messoge.

to his

medicine,

nome it ‘Blood

ore you not replying to

phone ond woited for Nooh's reply,

wos woiting onxiously ond become

phone wos finolly

oren't you returning

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

wrong with you? Why do you sound so weok, you're not overindulging, ore

woter." "The wound seems to

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

then popped

handsome Wild King game character, ready to gain his reputation

massaga than

raady to gain his raputation in tha mobila gama with his

Imparia, nothing could stop him to

"Gama on, matas!"

hara, wa ara winning this

"Go, Dylan!"

you ara tha

startad, and Dylan

of tha spacial madicina ha davalopad himsalf, would suraly work, Noah taxtad him

a massaga of appraciation, I will just

and finishad

to laad his taam

It's so awasoma!

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

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

rapliad to his massaga

Noah! how’s my madicina, tha affact is good,

dacida to nama it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds vary

you not raplying to

phona and waitad for Noah's raply, but it had

anxiously and bacama impatiant. Ha callad Noah

phona was

why aran't you raturning

ma? I am not faaling right..." Noah’s voica soundad waak, which mada

do you sound so

"Tha wound saams to ba crackad as wall

What ara you doing in ica watar? If your wound tora again,

jumped up and dashed out from

end deshed

of e sports cer roering outside. Before she could sweer et thet person, she found thet the cer drove out of

confused. Where wes Dylen rushing

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