Aggresive Wife

Chapter 200

Dylan felt aggrieved but soon realized that something was wrong. He took out his phone and opened the data of the detection app. Then, he retrieved a time and let it analyze the data automatically.

It’s strange! Dylan looked at the data of Madeline’s fluctuating heartbeat and fell into deep thought.

Maddie’s peak heart rate just maintained for a short time. Could it be that Noah really hurt his waist? Hmm, it’s time for me to do something for their happiness!

After thinking about it, Dylan threw his pillow onto the bed and excitedly ran out of the bedroom barefooted. He was about to go to the laboratory to prepare some supplements for Noah. It was also necessary to give Madeline some medicines, which could delay the arrival of her body’s dormant period.

While thinking about it, Dylan ran toward the elevator entrance. Unexpectedly, when he ran into the living room, he saw a gleam of light from the desk lamp from a distance.

Colton was sitting on the chair. He leaned over the desk and seriously looked at the computer screen in front of him. His serious appearance was like a miniature version of Noah. Dylan turned on the light in the living room and trotted over.

“Colt, why don’t you go to sleep? It’s midnight now. What are you doing?” Dylan asked.

“I’m looking at foreign stock markets.” Colton did not look up but stared at the screen. He responded indifferently. Seeing the data keep rising and reaching an inflection point, Colton clicked lightly on the keyboard a few times before turning around.

“Uncle Dylan, why don’t you go to sleep?”

“Uh… I’m hungry now. Are you hungry? We can order takeaway.” Dylan casually lied as he spoke.

While talking, Dylan touched his stomach and acted seriously. He could not say that he did not sleep in the middle of the night because he was going to the laboratory to prepare supplements for Noah to ensure Noah’s happiness for the rest of his life! This topic was not suitable for children.

“Mommy said eating takeaway isn’t good for our health. Why don’t we make meals ourselves?”

ourselves? Colt, which one of us seems

Dylan, I’m a patient. Only you can make the meal.”

know how to cook, he had to make it

do it well! Dylan secretly cheered himself up

no idea how to make the meal. He was getting into a tangle while standing in front of the

of making me a meal, how about I help you earn

do so. Your daddy

said, he was overjoyed. Dylan leaned over enthusiastically and wanted

can only kiss

mommy is right. Colt, do you like your mommy

want to make Mommy the richest person in the world!” Colton did not hide from Dylan. He took his computer and proudly showed Dylan his

picking the ingredients. Dylan still held a tomato in his hand. He prepared to boast a few perfunctory words to cheer Colton up. Dylan thought that Colton needed some encouragement to grow better. However, Dylan was

eight billion in a stock

you earn all of this?” Dylan leaned on the desk with a tomato in his hand. He counted the number carefully

indeed eight billion. It’s

fond of mathematics, the stock market, and finance because Colton was more clever than ordinary children. Dylan never expected Colton

all for

did you take to earn this money?” Dylan looked

principal. It was 1 million dollars. The cycle

that Dylan could not understand at all. At this moment, Dylan looked

Haha, I’ll be rich!