It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

"I've been to your house," Misha told her. "I went into your former room which is now being used as a painting studio by your sister."

Misha and Kia were now on the balcony of their room, staring at the distance, where they could see mountains covered with mist as garden lights shone brightly and beautifully. It was a quiet night and for the first time, Kia didn't feel like she had to worry about anything.

Also, she didn't expect to talk about her family with Misha, it wasn't as annoying as she thought it would be.

"Alia really likes to paint, she really wants a small studio of her own," Kia said in a calm voice, as if she wasn't surprised anymore when she heard that. Why wasn't she surprised?

After all, why would they keep her room when they could use that space to give Alia what she had been dreaming of for a long time?

"You are not annoyed?" Misha didn't know what it would feel like when you learned your own room was being used by other people or your belongings were given to someone else or you had to share them with your siblings.

Because Misha was an only child, he never felt how he had to hold back and share what he had with others, because for him he simply needed to buy the same thing instead of giving away what was already his.

However, he could understand why Kia was cold toward her family, because it seemed they didn't pay much attention to this girl, which was evident from every photo in the house, where he had a hard time finding Kia's photos there.

Meanwhile Misha... he had to take down some photos because his mother and father almost filled the walls of the house with photos of him at various events which they took with enthusiasm, where they had never missed a single event in his life.

"Annoyed?" Kia tilted her head, she didn't expect to get such a question.

Had anyone cared so far if she was upset or not because something was taken from her or because she was not involved in an activity? It seemed like no one ever cared about that, except for Keira, but before that, her family didn't even really care how she felt.

"I don't think I'm annoyed at all, I don't feel anything for them," said Kia honestly after thinking about the question. "I feel that no matter what they do now, I don't care anymore." Just like how they had ignored her for the past four years.

"Have you ever thought about returning home or introducing Mika to your family?" Misha leaned against the porch trellis, looking at Kia.

Unknowingly, the two of them tried to keep their distance from each other so that something like from earlier would not happen again.

"No," Kia answered immediately. "When they kicked me out, it meant they didn't want to know my child either, so why should I introduce them?"

Kia did feel that she was too petty when she had to make that decision, but she didn't want to know them anymore, because all she could remember from them so far were only unpleasant memories and she wanted to bury them all.

On the other hand, when hearing this, Misha smiled. He agreed with her, as it meant he didn't have to share his time with the people from Kia's family when he wanted to meet his little daughter.

"I agree with you." Misha nodded his head, muttering. "There is no need to meet with them anymore. However, they could just come to your apartment, after all it wouldn't be difficult to find where you live."

Kia narrowed her eyes, for a person like Misha, of course it wasn't difficult to find where she lived, but it didn't mean that everyone had the same resources as him.

"How about you stay at the Tordoff residence? There, no one will be able to disturb you." Of course, who could enter the Tordoff family residence without permission?

"I already thought you would say that," Kia pursed her lips and looked at him sarcastically. "You've been so predictable lately Mr. Tordoff."

"That's my charm," Misha boasted with a straight face.

"I don't know what kind of reaction to give, but you really have to tone down your self-confidence," Kia said with a small smile.

"That I can't do, I was born with that talent. Confidence is part of the genes carried by people from the Tordoff family," answered Misha.

Kia really couldn't say anything else in response to that and chose to just laugh because she also didn't know what to say to this man.

And when the two of them were chatting lightly, Kia's cell phone rang. From the ringtone she knew that it was Keira, who was calling her, which meant it was related to Mika.

Therefore, without thinking twice, Kia immediately ran to grab her cell phone and received a video call from Keira. Mika's face was the first thing she saw.

"Mommy..." Mika looked almost crying, her small face all red with tears that filled her beautiful eyes. She had Misha's eyes and Kia couldn't protest, because this little girl of hers looked so pretty. "Mika misses mommy, when are you coming home?"

On the other hand, Misha followed into the room and stood in front of Kia, listening to his little daughter's voice that sounded like she was crying.

Misha couldn't imagine how excited his father and mother would be if they found out about Mika's existence.

Misha didn't even want to imagine that....

"Yes, Mommy will be home as soon as possible," said Kia to persuade Mika, who wouldn't stop whining, sulking so that Kia would come home right now.

And in the end, Mika wanted to talk to Misha, which surprised them all.

This was the first time Mika asked to speak to Misha, so the man looked shocked and a little nervous when Kia gave him her cell phone so he could talk.

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