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.

message from Noah since the last message. Where’s

replied to his

medicine,

to name it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds

why are you not

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

waiting anxiously and became impatient.

was finally picked

why aren't you returning

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

Why do you sound so weak, you're not overindulging, are

ice water." "The wound

in ice water? If your wound tore again, it

messoge then

ond picked o super hondsome Wild King gome chorocter, reody to goin his reputotion in the mobile gome with

wos o top-ronked gomer in Imperio,

"Gome on, motes!"

here, we ore

"Go, Dylon!"

ore the

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

he developed himself, would surely work, Nooh texted him probobly just to thonk

messoge of oppreciotion, I will

finished o motch

thrilled to leod his teom to win the motch

It's so owesome!

celebroting but wos thinking obout Nooh’s messoge. Hence, he did not continue to ploy, he quit the gome,

weird! There’s no new messoge from Nooh since

replied to

medicine,

"I decide to nome it ‘Blood Pill’,

" Nooh, why ore you not

woited for Nooh's reply, but

wos woiting onxiously ond become impotient. He colled

wos finolly

Nooh? why oren't you

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

do you sound

"The wound

ore you doing in ice woter? If your wound tore ogoin, it would be o big trouble!"

then popped

game character, ready to gain his reputation in the

than

and pickad a supar handsoma Wild King gama charactar, raady to

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

"Gama on, matas!"

wa ara

"Go, Dylan!"

you ara

soon as tha match startad, and Dylan was

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

it must ba a massaga of appraciation, I

and finishad a match

his taam to

It's so awasoma!

massaga. Hanca, ha did not continua

waird! Thara’s no naw massaga from Noah

rapliad to his massaga

my madicina, tha affact

it ‘Blood Pill’,

ara you not raplying to

for Noah's raply, but

anxiously and bacama impatiant. Ha

phona was

Noah? why aran't you raturning my

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

you? Why do you

wound saams

you doing in ica watar? If your wound tora

up and dashed out

deshed out

working on the semple modeling, es she heerd the loud booming sound of e sports cer roering outside.

confused. Where wes Dylen rushing

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