It's Hard to Control My Naughty Wife!

Chapter 174: GIANA'S MISERY

"I came to pick you up," Ramon said in a relaxed tone, then he opened the car door for Hailee, waiting patiently for her to volunteer and happily step inside.

It is just that, it turned out to be an impossible imagination for Ramon, seeing how Hailee was staring at him so fiercely right now. If possible, Hailee would really like to scratch her husband's face, and make him stop staring at her with that triumphant smile that reflected on his eyes.

Arrghh!!!

Hailee was mad at Ramon! She was utterly speechless!

Hailee's original intention was to tease Ramon and make this man a little jealous. You know… the essence life of being married. It wouldn't be fun if this relationship always went so smoothly.

Every now and then, Hailee wanted to see and test how much Ramon cared for her. Maybe, now Hailee couldn't really say that Ramon had fallen in love with her, but she had a concern as the beginning of their relationship which started off a little weird.

But, who would have thought, that Hailee's original intention to get Ramon worked up would turn into her who was being teased by Ramon.

And what is more, she still had not met Ian and Zia!

"I do not want to!" Hailee backed away from the opened car door with Ramon standing by its side, as if these two things were her enemies. "I don't want to, I want to meet Zia and Ian first," Hailee reiterated her refusal.

"No can do." Ramon shook his head firmly. "You asked me to pick you up, so here I am; to pick you up while ignoring some of my work."

"I am not asking you to neglect your work," Hailee defended herself.

"Oh, but I did it to be able to meet you," Ramon said lightly, still holding the car door open. "Now get in, because soon I have an important meeting that I must attend." Ramon glanced impatiently at the watch latched around his left wrist.

"I don't want to," Hailee said more firmly, insisting that she didn't want to leave with Ramon.

What picking up!? This was not picking her up, but coercing!

"Then…" Ramon shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "If I lose a fantastic project, then I will blame you..."

"What?!" Hailee exclaimed in disbelief at Ramon's childish attitude. "You can't do that to me."

"Then go back to the office with me," Ramon said as he tugged on Hailee's wrist, which she didn't expect this man to do, so she didn't have time to dodge and was successfully pushed into the car without a fight.

"Ramon! I have to meet Ian and Zia, they are on their way here!" Hailee protested again. But unfortunately, the complaint was not heard by Ramon, as he asked the driver to start the car immediately, in order to return to the office quickly. "Ramon, you can't treat me like this!"

Ramon finally turned his attention to his wife who was screaming hysterically and looked like a person who had almost lost her temper. "Then, you can change your meeting place. There are several coffee shops in the building. You can meet them there." Ramon finally came up with a solution.

However, Hailee didn't like how things turned out to be her defeat at all. Thus, she folded her arms across her chest, showing her displeasure.

Hailee was sulking and Ramon could only take a deep breath, feeling confused at himself who had such a high level of tolerance if an issue had anything to do with Hailee.

Then, Ramon stretched out his hand to brush the strands of hair off Hailee's sullen face. "I told you, didn't I? I don't like it when you meet that street fighter again?"

Okay, they came back to this topic again and Hailee was too tired to explain why Ramon shouldn't worry, or to clarify that Ian was not a street fighter. He was in professional stage.

"Zia will be there too, so there is nothing for you to worry about." Hailee sighed. She was subtly enjoying the touch of Ramon on her face and felt 'she was too easy' to be easily persuaded in this way.

Ugh! What else could she do? Hailee liked it when Ramon touched her gently like this, so all the protests she was about to convey were swallowed up instantly.

"I am not worried," Ramon denied. He then looked into Hailee's eyes deeply. "I just do not like it. They are two very different things."

Hailee laughed softly at his statement, then unexpectedly, his wife leaned over to kiss his lips gently.

"If you are jealous, then just tell me straightly Mr. Tordoff," said Hailee.

"Of course not," Ramon denied again and this made Hailee giggle.

Okay, it seemed like an impossible mission for Hailee to make Ramon admit the feeling that felt odd for him.

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"What is wrong?" Ian woke up when he felt the car stop moving while Zia was talking to someone on the phone. Her voice was loud enough to wake him up, even though the girl didn't mean to.

An indistinct muttering voice lightly echoed in the sleepy ears of Ian and then the telephone line was turned off.

"Why?" Ian asked once again, looking around him. They seemed to have arrived at the café where they arranged to meet Hailee, but why didn't they get down right away?

"Hailee changed our meeting place," Zia said in a half amused tone. "Apparently, her husband is very protective and does not allow her to meet just anyone."

"We are not just anyone." This time it was Ian who grumbled. He then sat up straight, rubbing his sleepy eyes. "Then where are we going?"

"To the Tordoff corporate office building," Zia replied, who then restarted the engine and drove through the busy and slightly congested streets.

"I never thought that Hailee could be managed so easily by someone else like this," Ian said, half absentmindedly, staring out of the car window with a meaningful gaze.

"Maybe that's what is called love," Zia answered casually, but then realized that what she had said was more to herself.

Meanwhile, Ian who was sitting beside her only snorted at what Zia said just now.

Love? Seriously…

That would be the last thing that happened between them, right?

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"You are okay?" Dillon came back into Giana's office when he noticed that Mr. Watson had left with a flushed face. It was very clear that Giana was putting up her best resistance to make her father lose his mind and patience.

However, Dillon did not think that Giana would end up like this.

"Your face!" Dillon exclaimed when he saw the dried blood on the corner of Giana's lips and helped her to sit on the sofa. "I will get a cold compress for you," he said as he walked out of the room again.

Meanwhile, Giana didn't say anything. She just sat silently on the sofa staring at her luxurious and elegant desk, observing every document that had now fallen onto the floor.

The heat from her father's slap could still be felt on her cheek and also the tone of Mr. Watson when he demanded Giana to drop the divorce suit.

However, on the other hand, Aidan had also agreed to their divorce and was willing to sign the terms proposed, so until now, what else had Giana have to do except to step forward?

Giana could even imagine that the man who was still her husband, now being in the arms of the woman who had been his mistress, discussing their future together and how Aidan would carry out their marriage after getting a divorce from Giana.

At this point, Giana felt very tired which made her lean her head on the back of the sofa.

If only she could do that; get married to the man she loved after their divorce, Giana wouldn't complain even though she had to take a dozen more slaps from her father.

Unfortunately, reality was not on Giana's side and she had to endure this all alone.

It didn't take long for Dillon to come back with a small towel wrapped around some ice cubes, which he immediately pressed carefully against the side of Giana's face which was already swollen. The problem was; both sides of her face looked so swollen that it left Dillon confused, how could this woman not wince at all when the cold towel touched her wound.

Didn't she feel anything at all?

"Don't you want to reconsider your decision to end this marriage with Aidan? Maybe you can compromise again like what you have been doing all this time." Dillon couldn't bear to see Giana's condition now.

Then he gently grabbed Giana's face and let her lean on his shoulder, his other hand compressing the side of her face.

Giana didn't answer, but she shook her head weakly, making every cell in Dillon's body scream out to protect this woman.

Somehow there was such intense anger, which he couldn't explain, that Dillon now felt. Anger over the situation which was so unfair to Giana.

"I want a divorce," Giana said softly. She then grabbed Dillon by the collar and buried her face in the man's neck, just before tears spilled out of her eyes.

Giana was crying on Dillon's shoulder again. Spilling everything she felt and once again made herself seem so fragile...

This woman who looked strong and tough, finally broke her guard in front of Dillon, who was now hugging her warmly, as if offering the protection she hoped for.