It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

Misha tried to reach out for Kia, while trying to make her understand how much she meant to them and how she had to be there to see Mika grow into a beautiful girl and how she shouldn't miss every milestone in life that she would reach.

"Mika is very strong, she can fight. Even though she was sick, she survived this far and she will continue to survive. Especially now that we have Alia's medical history, there must be something the doctors can do for her."

Misha took one more step to get closer to Kia.

"Please, I really don't know how to raise a child. I don't even know how to be a good partner, how can you expect me to be a good father?" Misha felt a lump in his throat when he saw that there was no change in Kia's expression. He felt that he would lose her sooner or later.

He felt immeasurable pain, he realized he no longer knew what to do if he had to lose Kia at this point.

"Please, Kia, I don't know what to do. I'm not a good man, so you can't expect me to be a good father to Mika, you have to be there to help our daughter."

A tear rolled down Kia's cheek, she looked at Misha with a look in her eyes that really indicated how hurt her heart was now. She didn't know how she could feel this, but the pain continued to linger in her heart and she felt a tightness that she had never felt before.

"Please, Kia. Come down. I need you."

I need you…

Kia covered her face with her hands as she cried into her hands. Misha took this opportunity to narrow the distance between them. He swiftly grabbed her hand and pulled her down.

Her body fell into his embrace and this made everyone who saw this breathe a sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, under the building, the fire department had come and a mattress had been prepared for her.

Luckily, none of that was needed now, Kia was fine. She would be fine.

"Kia…" Misha's voice sounded shaky, as well as his body. He had never felt pain like this. He didn't know that loss could make him so scared. He almost lost the woman he loved. He also almost lost his daughter.

This all felt very hard for him, today had been a tiring day. He couldn't help but be thankful that he still had this mother and daughter pair who meant a lot to him.

"Mika will be fine? Will she really be fine?" Kia choked with tears as she hugged Misha even tighter. She buried her face in Misha's chest and started sobbing. "She will live, right? She won't leave us, will she?"

Misha interrupted her. "Yes, she will not leave us. We'll look after her as best we can. She will surely recover." Misha kissed Kia's forehead while gently caressing her back to make her feel much calmer.

Neither of them moved from their positions. They remained like that until Kia felt much calmer.

"Sorry… I'm sorry…" Now that Kia had come to her senses, she felt that her actions were really too shameful, how could she think like that?

How could she think like that? She felt her chest feel very tight. She felt really guilty toward Misha as well for stressing herself out like this.

"You don't need to apologize. We'll get through this together, okay? Don't forget that you have me. When you feel tired and can't take this anymore, lean on me. I will always be there for you," Misha whispered into Kia's ear. "Promise me."

Kia nodded. She burst into tears again as she remembered what action she had almost taken. She nodded again, agreeing to everything Misha said.

She felt overwhelmed by all of this.

"And I want you to promise me one more thing." Misha released her from his embrace and cupped his hands on either side of Kia's face. He looked deep into her eyes. "If you have the urge to go to the roof of a building, you should take me."

Kia started crying again.

"You promised me before that you would take me, but you came here alone," Misha said in a low but firm voice. "I want you to promise me and take it seriously. Promise me to take me next time, okay?"

Kia nodded again, she didn't have any reason to refuse him.

"Tell me, Kia, if you promise me, say it."

"Yes, I promise." Kia continued to sob for some time until her heart felt lighter and her body became tired.

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Kia was fast asleep in the hospital bed. Right next to Mika's bed, she curled up in a fetal position. It seemed like everything that happened, what she had experienced so far, and all the emotions she had been holding back for years came out together and hit her hard.

So, in a moment of weakness, Kia thought about avoiding all the trouble by running away and ending all of this.

Misha was thankful that he came on time.

Candice then approached Misha and sat beside him, she rubbed her son's arm affectionately, while Misha buried his face in his palms. He stayed like that for several hours until it started to worry Candice.

But, after she watched Misha more closely, she knew that this boy of hers was strong enough to take on the trouble that was in front of him.

"Are you okay?" asked Candice gently, patting his shoulder. She sat beside him and looked at Kia and Mika in front of them, who were asleep in their respective beds.

"Yeah, just a little tired." Misha raised his head and then leaned his back against the back of the couch. "I'm afraid, mother…" Misha confided in a soft voice.

Candice listened to him carefully. There weren't many occasions where Misha opened up and confessed what he was afraid of.

It might be said that this was his second time confessing, while the first time he confessed his fears was when he took over a company where the expectations of the people around him weighed heavily on his young self.

"It's fine to be afraid, it's only natural, right? Feeling afraid doesn't make you weak, it makes you human," said Candice. She then laid her head on Misha's shoulder while stroking his arm, providing silent support. She then looked at her granddaughter who looked calmer after going through a critical period this afternoon.

"What if I can't do my best? What if I can't convince Kia to stay?"

Candice understood what Misha meant by 'stay', because she could tell what Kia was going to do when she ran up to the roof earlier.

Candice listened to what Misha had to say. She listened intently, while Misha poured all of his fears into her.

"There's nothing wrong with that, Misha," Candice said when Misha stopped talking. "I was also scared, but Kia is a strong child, she is a girl who has gone through a lot in her life. Let's hope that just now was only a moment of weakness, there was so much going on she was just reaching her breaking point. We've all been through that, thinking about ending it all because there's no other way out."

Candice lifted her head and looked at her son.

"We've all been at that point, Misha, it's just that we react differently in every situation. Now, all you can do is remind her that she is not alone. She is used to keeping things to herself and she is also used to not depending on anyone. When this happens repeatedly in life, again and again, then you will get used to it, it will become a habit and habits are something that are difficult to get rid of."

Misha listened to Candice's soothing voice.

"You always have both of your parents to fall back on, but she doesn't have anyone and it's impossible for her to depend on a three year old toddler. Therefore, she has to show how strong she is, even when it eats away at her from within."

Candice then raised her head and stood up.

"Don't hurt her anymore Misha, stay with her. I can see that she is a good child, despite the wounds she has and the not-so-good past she has to deal with."

And after saying that, Candice leaned over and kissed Misha's cheek gently, she smiled at her son and walked away, leaving the little family behind.

Misha fell deep in thought.

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The next morning, Kia woke up to something gently poking her cheek followed by the sound of someone speaking in a whispering voice.

Kia then opened her eyes slowly.

"See? I told you, you woke her up," she heard Misha say and the poking stopped.

Kia rubbed her face and tried to block the sunlight that streamed down from the hospital window. A gentle breeze blew in from the open balcony and she saw Mika hugging Misha. The little girl looked at her face and reached out her hand to her.

"I want mommy," Mika whined, but Misha held her tightly, not letting her go to Kia.

"Mommy just woke up, shouldn't you finish your breakfast first?" Misha asked in a cajoling voice.

"No, I want mommy, only then I will eat breakfast." Mika showed an expression like she wanted to cry.

And instinctively, Kia reached out to hug her little daughter.

Is this a dream?

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