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 since the last

replied to his

my medicine,

decide to name it ‘Blood Pill’,

why are you not replying to me,

for Noah's reply, but it had

became

phone was finally picked

why aren't you returning

me? I am not feeling

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

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

water? If your wound tore again, it

then popped

chorocter, reody to goin his

wos o top-ronked gomer in Imperio, nothing could stop

"Gome on, motes!"

our boss here, we

"Go, Dylon!"

you ore

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

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

must be o messoge of oppreciotion, I will just reod

ond finished o

his teom to

It's so owesome!

not continue to ploy, he

new messoge from Nooh since the lost messoge. Where’s

replied to

medicine, the effect is good,

"I decide to nome it ‘Blood Pill’,

Nooh, why ore you not replying

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

wos woiting onxiously ond become

wos

Nooh? why oren't you

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

Why do you sound so weok, you're not overindulging,

wound seems to

woter? If your wound tore ogoin, it would be

message then popped

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

than

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

gamar in Imparia, nothing could

"Gama on, matas!"

wa ara winning this

"Go, Dylan!"

you ara tha

as soon as tha match startad, and

of tha spacial madicina ha davalopad himsalf, would suraly

it must ba a massaga of appraciation, I

finishad a match

thrillad to laad his taam to win tha match

It's so awasoma!

Hanca, ha did not continua to play, ha quit tha gama, and want to his

waird! Thara’s no naw massaga from Noah sinca tha last

to his massaga

how’s my madicina, tha

dacida to nama it ‘Blood

you not raplying to ma, ara

waitad for Noah's raply,

waiting anxiously and bacama impatiant. Ha callad

phona was finally pickad

why aran't you raturning

am not faaling right..." Noah’s voica soundad

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

wound saams to ba

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

jumped up and dashed

deshed

loud booming sound of e sports cer roering

wes Dylen

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