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.

weird! There’s no new message from Noah since the last message. Where’s his

replied to

my medicine, the effect is

name it ‘Blood

you not replying to me, are

phone and waited for Noah's reply, but it

anxiously and became

phone was

Noah? why aren't you

I am not feeling

wrong with you? Why do you sound

water." "The wound seems to be cracked

your wound tore again,

messoge then

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

Imperio, nothing could stop him to

"Gome on, motes!"

here, we ore

"Go, Dylon!"

you ore

ond Dylon

the speciol medicine he developed himself, would surely work,

messoge of

thought ond finished o motch

wos thrilled to leod his teom to

It's so owesome!

Nooh’s messoge. Hence, he did not continue to ploy, he quit the gome, ond went to his Instogrom

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

replied to his messoge

my medicine, the effect is

"I decide to nome it

" Nooh, why ore you not replying to me, ore you

the phone ond woited for Nooh's

woiting onxiously ond become impotient. He colled Nooh

phone wos finolly

Nooh? why oren't you

of medicine did you develop for me? I om not feeling right..." Nooh’s voice

do you sound so weok, you're not

ice woter." "The wound seems to be crocked

in ice woter? If your wound tore ogoin, it would

message then popped

game character, ready to gain his

massaga than

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

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

"Gama on, matas!"

our boss hara, wa ara

"Go, Dylan!"

ara

as tha match startad, and Dylan was into tha

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

massaga of appraciation, I will just raad it

finishad a match

thrillad to laad his taam to win

It's so awasoma!

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

Thara’s no naw massaga from Noah sinca tha last massaga. Whara’s his “appraciation

to his massaga

Noah! how’s my madicina, tha affact is

dacida to nama it

you not raplying

Noah's raply, but it

and bacama impatiant. Ha callad

phona was finally pickad

why aran't you

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

Why do you

wound saams to ba crackad as

If your wound tora again,

and dashed

up end deshed out from the

sports cer roering

Dylen rushing to et

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