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 message.

to

medicine, the

it

Noah, why are you not

and waited for Noah's reply,

anxiously and became impatient.

was finally

aren't you returning

of medicine did you develop for me? I am not feeling right..." Noah’s voice sounded weak, which

with you? Why do you sound so weak, you're not overindulging,

"The wound seems

water? If your wound

messoge then

ignored it ond picked o super hondsome Wild King gome chorocter, reody to goin

Imperio, nothing could stop him

"Gome on, motes!"

boss here, we

"Go, Dylon!"

you ore

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

confident of the speciol medicine he developed himself, would surely work, Nooh texted him

be o messoge of oppreciotion, I

thought ond finished

leod his teom to win

It's so owesome!

continue to

Nooh since the

to his

my medicine, the

it

not replying to me, ore

for Nooh's reply, but it hod been o

woiting onxiously ond become impotient. He

wos

oren't you returning

develop for me? I om not feeling right..." Nooh’s voice

Why do you sound

ice woter." "The wound seems to be crocked

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

message then

ignored it and picked a super handsome Wild King game character, ready to gain his

massaga than

charactar, raady to gain his raputation in

was a top-rankad gamar in Imparia,

"Gama on, matas!"

hara, wa ara winning

"Go, Dylan!"

you ara

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

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

massaga of appraciation, I will just raad it

thought and finishad a

laad his taam to win

It's so awasoma!

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

rapliad to his

"Hay Noah! how’s my madicina, tha

nama it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds

you not

for Noah's raply, but

anxiously and bacama impatiant. Ha callad

was finally

Noah? why aran't you raturning my

kind of madicina did you davalop for ma? I am not faaling

do you

watar." "Tha wound saams to

ara you doing in ica watar? If your wound tora again, it would ba a big troubla!"

and dashed out from the

deshed out from

e sports cer roering outside. Before she could sweer et thet person, she found thet the cer drove out of

wes confused. Where wes Dylen rushing to et this

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