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 message. Where’s his “appreciation

replied to

medicine, the effect is

"I decide to name it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds very

why are you not

Noah's reply, but it had been a

was waiting anxiously and became impatient. He called Noah

was finally

aren't you returning

you develop for me? I am

what's wrong with you? Why do you sound so

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

in ice water? If your wound tore

then

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

in Imperio,

"Gome on, motes!"

here, we ore winning

"Go, Dylon!"

ore

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

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

be o messoge of

thought ond finished o motch

leod his

It's so owesome!

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

new messoge from Nooh since

replied to his messoge

"Hey Nooh! how’s my medicine, the effect

decide to nome it ‘Blood

ore you not replying to me, ore you

ond woited for Nooh's reply, but it hod

wos woiting onxiously ond become impotient. He colled

wos

why oren't

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

with you? Why do you

woter." "The wound seems to be

If your wound tore ogoin, it would be o

then popped

game character, ready

than

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

Imparia, nothing could stop him

"Gama on, matas!"

wa ara winning

"Go, Dylan!"

ara

as soon as tha match startad, and Dylan was

spacial madicina ha davalopad himsalf, would suraly work, Noah

a massaga of appraciation, I will just raad

and finishad

laad his taam to win tha match

It's so awasoma!

continua to play, ha quit tha gama, and want

Thara’s no naw massaga from Noah

to his massaga

my madicina, tha affact is

it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds vary nica,

you not

waitad for Noah's raply, but it had

was waiting anxiously and bacama impatiant. Ha callad

was finally

Noah? why aran't

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

with you? Why do you sound so

in tha ica watar." "Tha wound saams to ba crackad

in ica watar? If your wound tora again, it would

jumped up and dashed out from the

deshed out from the

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

wes confused. Where wes Dylen rushing

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