It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

"What happened?" Apple whispered to Jayden as she placed his coffee in front of him. She tried to stay in the room a bit more, but of course, she couldn't possibly spend an hour on coffee delivery, could she?

"If you've put down the coffees, you can go out now," Pyro scolded his daughter.

See? It was easy to see through the petty plans that Apple was trying to carry out…

"Okay…" Apple grumbled groggily, and tried to make eye contact with Jayden before exiting the room, hoping that the man would be kind enough to tell her something.

But instead of responding to this, Jayden pretended not to see it, so Apple deliberately kicked him in the leg and made him wince before she went out of her father's study.

Serve you right!

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"Apple…"

Apple squirmed in her sleep and muttered something incoherent.

"Apple… if you want to sleep, go to your room," Pyro said, trying to wake his sleeping daughter in front of the television that was still on.

It took Jayden and Pyro another five hours to finish their conversation and when they finally came out of Pyro's study, he found Apple asleep in the living room.

"No need to wake her up, I'll take her to her room," Jayden said, and then moved closer to Apple, but Pyro pushed him away first.

"You think after what we talked about earlier, I'll let you touch my daughter as you please?" Pyro grumbled. Arguing with Jayden really drained his energy and his mind.

This man was used to dealing with someone who was stubborn and had his own tactics for expressing his opinion and getting others to believe what he said.

Pyro might be very good at fighting and protecting himself and using weapons, but debating and arguing had its own technique and Pyro lacked skill in that aspect.

"Will you carry her into the room then?" Jayden asked in disbelief. He raised his eyebrows at the middle-aged man before him.

"Yes of course." Pyro then narrowed his eyes when he saw Jayden's expression. "Why? You don't believe that I can carry her into the room?"

"I didn't say that," Jayden said, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. "If you want to pick her up, go ahead." Jayden then took a step back, allowing Pyro to do so.

Seeing Jayden act like that, of course Pyro didn't miss the challenging tone in the young man's voice.

Tsk! This brat just got bolder.

Pyro could only grumble inwardly when he saw the way Jayden looked at him and crossed his arms, as if he doubted Pyro's abilities.

"What are you waiting for?" Jayden asked, deliberately egging Pyro. "Couldn't you do it? Otherwise, just say you need help, I'm fine."

"Shut up!" Pyro growled, he then bent down and prepared to lift Apple, but he could feel his waist complain as his breath hitched.

However, under Jayden's disdainful gaze on his abilities, of course Pyro wouldn't show that.

Ignoring the pain in his waist, he used all his strength to lift Apple off the sofa.

He tucked his arms under Apple's neck as well as under the crook of her legs, but he couldn't bring himself to lift his daughter.

Tsk! How could it be like this? Pyro felt like it was only yesterday he could lift Apple with just one hand, but why was she so heavy now?

Pyro tried again and it didn't work.

He tried one more time but Apple's body didn't move from its original position at all, while the pain in Pyro's waist seemed to be killing him.

"Are you okay?" Jayden asked, now the bad boy was crouching down, propping his face with his hands, as if tired of waiting for something to happen.

Asshole!

"You can ask me for a favor," Jayden reminded. "You just recovered from your illness, so it's only natural that you can't lift her." He tried to come up with an excuse for Pyro, but to the middle-aged man, everything Jayden said sounded like ridicule.

"I can lift her just fine, she's my daughter! I'm used to lifting her with just one hand." Pyro was adamant in his stance.

This time, it was no longer a matter of bringing Apple into her room, but it had become a means of proving himself and also boosting his self-respect.

Even if Pyro had to drag Apple into the room, he would do it himself without anyone's help.

"All right, all right," Jayden muttered in a bored tone.

Two minutes passed and nothing happened.

Three minutes.

Five minutes.

Ten minutes.

Sweat dripped down Pyro's forehead. Even so, Apple still didn't wake up, completely unaware of the effort and struggle her father had put in just to lift her body.

"Just give it up, Pyro… you have to admit it." Jayden stared at the nails on his neatly trimmed fingers. "I can help you."

Hearing that, Pyro growled in annoyance and threw himself on the floor, leaning against the sofa that Apple was sleeping on.

"I couldn't lift her because she ate too much and put on weight!" Pyro grumbled, looking for an excuse himself.

"Well, I guess so," Jayden said lightly, then he pushed himself to his feet and patted his pants to remove the imaginary dust that wasn't even there. "How about I give it a try now?" Jayden suggested and walked over to the sofa.

Seeing that, Pyro's face looked displeased, he grumbled in a low voice, biting out incoherent words.

"She seems to fit into my family's diet, so she's gained quite a bit of weight," Jayden said when he saw Pyro's frowning face.

"No kidding," Pyro groaned in agitation.

On the other hand, Jayden didn't respond to Pyro's comments afterward and stared intently at Apple's sleeping face. "Your daughter really sleeps very soundly, she doesn't even wake up at all," Jayden commented when he saw Apple's sleeping face that seemed to not care about the outside world at all.

"Yeah, she's like a dead pig when she sleeps," Pyro said, this time agreeing with Jayden's opinion. However, his eyes narrowed when he saw Jayden bend over and prepare to carry Apple in his arms.