It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

Today was really very unlucky for Misha as there was only one table available and there was no other table that he could occupy, while Kia firmly said that she did not know this man and did not want to eat at the same table as him, therefore, there were no other options for Misha, but to wait in front of the restaurant.

"This is called a restaurant? Is cleanliness guaranteed?" Misha asked Richard who was standing beside him. "Check the building's permit and certificate."

Richard scratched his head that didn't itch at all, and grimaced when he heard Misha's orders, wasn't that going too far?

"Restaurants like this can be said to be quite good for the area around here and again this place has been around for decades." Richard said, imparting understanding to Misha, who seemed worried about the cleanliness of the food in the restaurant.

However, this answer didn't seem to satisfy Misha because he still looked very skeptical about the restaurant in front of him.

"Go inside and pay for the food they bought and also order a few servings of shrimp for them to take home," Misha said. He himself still hadn't had lunch and didn't intend to eat as long as he didn't get to have a word with Kia.

He wanted to talk to the woman, but she didn't want to talk to him. She didn't even want to see him.

"Mr. Tordoff," said Richard in a tired voice, he winced when he was about to say this. "I don't think it's a good thing to do now," he said again in a voice that sounded pitiful.

"What do you mean?" Misha rolled his eyes. Why had Richard always been refusing orders from him lately? "Mika likes shrimp, what's wrong with me buying a few servings for her to eat at home later?"

"But, Ms. Kiandra will not like it," said Richard. He then looked at Misha, but immediately lowered his gaze because he looked very fierce now. "Mr. Tordoff, if you continue to behave like this, Ms. Kiandra will be more and more annoyed with you," he said.

"Why should she be upset when all I want to do is help her?" Misha asked in a demanding voice.

If he hadn't been Misha Tordoff, Richard would have roared in frustration at what he had said. How could someone be so dense like Misha and have so much experience in dealing with so many women...

"It's about self- respect, Mr. Tordoff. If indeed Ms. Kiandra needs you, she will definitely come to you, but she looks very indifferent and doesn't care about you, sir." Richard tried to explain.

"You don't know her," Misha replied curtly.

It is you who don't even know her! I know her better than you because I did an in- depth investigation on the two of them!

Richard felt like hurling these words in his face, but of course, he couldn't possibly do that. "I don't really know them, but wouldn't it be better to show your concern in other ways? Because it seems that by paying for their food, you will only offend Ms. Kiandra," he suggested.

Richard had prepared himself to be reproved for this suggestion, so he was quite surprised when Misha agreed with him.

"Okay," Misha said in a low voice. He then leaned his body against the side of the car, deciding to wait until Kia came out of the restaurant. "What do you think I can do to melt her heart?"

Richard was quite surprised when he heard this, because it meant that Misha would listen to his advice, which was quite a rare moment.

"Shall we think of a way for the two of you to talk quietly?" asked Richard. "Mr. Tordoff, you can't just suddenly appear in front of her without giving any explanation and hoping she'll open her heart to you right away."

Richard was silent for a moment, studying Misha's face, making sure that he had thought through his words well, that he understood the point of his suggestion.

"Continue," Misha said in an even voice.

Therefore, Richard then continued sharing the ideas that crossed his mind and convinced Misha that Ms. Kiandra was unapproachable in the way he wasted money and stressed how important it was for Misha to apologize to Kiandra instead.

The longer Richard's explanation, the deeper the wrinkles between Misha's brows, where he didn't seem to like anything Richard was saying now, but he didn't protest at all and instead listened carefully.

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"What happened?" asked one of the maids, whispering to her partner, but Garry, the butler in the house, gave the young girl a sharp look and the two fell silent, following Misha wherever he went to every room in the house.

The Tordoff residence consists of three main houses, where this house was occupied by Lexus and Candice, Misha's parents. They left this house and had been living in a much quieter area, away from the hustle and bustle of the city and now only Misha lived here, ever since he took over the Tordoff company along with Jayden.

And it could be said that this house was too big for him to live alone, there were at least about twelve rooms in this house, including the main room and not including the maids' rooms which were in another small building behind this house.

But today, Misha suddenly started touring his own home while they followed behind him, visiting the rooms one by one and looking around carefully.

They didn't know what Misha wanted and neither did Garry understand why Misha wanted to check every room in the house, something he had never done before.

Not to mention, Misha didn't answer when Garry asked what he wanted, his initial guess was; Misha wanted to change his bedroom.

However, Misha's bedroom was the best in this house, after the bedroom of his parents which was still left untouched, because occasionally they would come to visit.

"I want this room," Misha said to Garry after they returned to the eighth room they had seen earlier.

"Pardon me, Mr. Tordoff," said Garry politely. He was an old man of about sixty years old and had served the Tordoff family for more than three decades. "You want to move into this room?" he asked confusedly.

"No," said Misha curtly, then looked around the room and nodded approvingly. He liked this room more than any other room in the house.

From this room, you could see the swimming pool and small garden and also the large windows could make it easier for sunlight to enter. The room was also quite big.

"So... what is this room for?" asked Garry in a confused voice. "What design do you want to use in this room?"

"Call the interior designer tomorrow, I will meet him in person," Misha said again and Garry became even more confused. Usually, Misha didn't take care of things like this and if there was something he wanted to change, it was usually Garry who saw over things. "Especially interior designers who specialized in designing little children's rooms. A little girl." He made it more specific, so Garry wouldn't mess this up.

"What? Small children?" Garry did see two cars full of children's toys when Misha came back earlier, but didn't think anything of it. Now that he thought about it, wasn't that a strange thing? "Mr. Tordoff, are any little children going to live here?"

Was Mr. Tordoff going to adopt a child? Garry had never seen Misha get close to children or any signs that indicated he liked children. Absolutely nothing. So why would he want a child all of a sudden?

This didn't make any sense at all, did it?

"Are... are you going to adopt a little child?" asked Garry carefully, stuttering as he asked the question.

"Adopt a child?" Misha turned around and glared at Garry. "Of course this room is for my daughter."

Garry and the other two maids were shocked and dumbfounded when they heard this. They did not know that Mrs. Tordoff (Misha's wife) was coming to this house, especially since Misha was already talking about children.

They had never even seen Misha bring a woman to this house.

Indeed, of the many women who had been with Misha, he had never brought anyone back to the Tordoff residence, although they whined and asked Misha to bring them here, because they were very curious about the Tordoff residence.

You could say this was a very closed place from the public.

"In that case, should we prepare baby gear too? Will the baby and mother come here soon?" Even Garry was at a loss as to what question he should ask, because he didn't expect this at all.

"Baby? My daughter is already three years old," Misha said and this left Garry and the other two servants were in uttered shock.

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Misha was smoking a cigarette because he didn't know what to do now, because if he had to admit it, he was actually really nervous to be able to meet Kia all of a sudden, alone on top of that.

However, Richard repeatedly insisted that he had to talk about the past and sincerely apologize to Kia for his actions.

Just thinking about it made Misha frown. He wasn't sure if the night would go smoothly.

Then, in the distance he saw Kia coming out of the building, walking toward him, still not realizing that Misha was waiting for her.

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