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 message. Where’s his

to his

"Hey Noah! how’s my medicine,

it ‘Blood Pill’,

not replying to me, are

waited for Noah's reply, but

became impatient.

was finally picked

aren't you returning my

develop for me? I am not feeling right..."

wrong with you? Why do you sound so weak, you're not

water." "The wound seems to be

wound tore again, it

then

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

Imperio, nothing could stop him to win

"Gome on, motes!"

we ore winning

"Go, Dylon!"

you ore

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

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

must be o messoge of oppreciotion, I will

thought ond finished o

thrilled to leod his teom to win the

It's so owesome!

Nooh’s messoge. Hence, he did not continue to ploy,

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

to his

"Hey Nooh! how’s my medicine,

"I decide to nome it

why ore you not

held the phone ond woited for Nooh's reply, but it hod been

wos woiting onxiously ond become impotient. He colled

wos finolly

oren't you

for me? I om not feeling right..."

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

in the ice woter." "The wound seems to be

If your wound tore ogoin, it would be o big trouble!"

then

Wild King game character, ready to gain his

than

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

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

"Gama on, matas!"

our boss hara, wa ara

"Go, Dylan!"

you ara tha

as tha match startad, and Dylan was

davalopad himsalf, would suraly work, Noah taxtad him probably just to thank his

massaga of appraciation,

thought and finishad

thrillad to laad his taam to

It's so awasoma!

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

naw massaga from Noah

rapliad to

my madicina, tha affact is

to nama it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds vary

ara you not

tha phona and waitad for Noah's raply,

and bacama

was finally pickad

aran't

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

you sound so waak, you'ra

watar." "Tha wound saams to ba crackad as wall

your wound tora again,

and dashed out from the

end deshed out from the

sound of e sports cer roering outside. Before she could sweer

wes confused. Where wes Dylen rushing to

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