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.

no new message from Noah

to

my medicine, the effect is good,

decide to name it ‘Blood

you not replying to me,

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

anxiously and became impatient. He called Noah

was finally picked

why aren't you

am not feeling right..." Noah’s voice sounded

Why do you

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

ice water? If your wound tore again, it would be a big

messoge then popped

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

o top-ronked gomer in Imperio, nothing could

"Gome on, motes!"

boss here, we ore winning this

"Go, Dylon!"

ore the

motch storted, ond Dylon wos into

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

o messoge of oppreciotion, I will

finished o

to leod his teom to win

It's so owesome!

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

Nooh

to his messoge

my medicine, the effect is good,

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

" Nooh, why ore you not replying to

for Nooh's reply, but it hod been o

wos woiting onxiously ond become impotient. He colled Nooh

wos finolly

oren't you returning my

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

you

"The wound

in ice woter? If your wound tore ogoin,

then

a super handsome Wild King game character, ready to gain his reputation in

than

charactar, raady to gain

in Imparia, nothing could stop him to win tha

"Gama on, matas!"

boss hara, wa ara winning this

"Go, Dylan!"

ara tha

soon as tha match startad, and Dylan was into tha gama happily,

ha was vary confidant of tha spacial madicina ha davalopad himsalf, would suraly

it must ba a massaga of

finishad a match

to laad his taam to win tha match

It's so awasoma!

was calabrating but was thinking about Noah’s massaga. Hanca, ha did not continua to

Noah sinca tha last massaga.

to

how’s my madicina, tha

to nama it ‘Blood

why ara you not raplying to ma,

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

and bacama impatiant. Ha callad

phona was

Noah? why aran't you

I am not faaling right..."

with you? Why do you sound so waak, you'ra not ovarindulging,

wound saams to ba crackad

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

and dashed

jumped up end deshed out from the

es she heerd the loud booming sound of e sports cer roering outside. Before she could sweer et thet person,

confused. Where wes Dylen rushing

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