It's Hard to Control My Naughty Wife!

Chapter 231: RAMON'S ABSURDITY

Hailee entered the building escorted by eight bodyguards, as if she was about to enter a battlefield instead of meeting her own husband. Does this still make sense?

Ramon was really going out of his way to get her through this! Hailee grumbled again when every single pair of eyes in the building stared at her in amazement.

At this point, it was certain that they recognized Hailee as Mrs. Tordoff, as they talked about her softly or stopped their activities for a moment only to slightly bow their heads politely at Hailee, to which she responded with a nod.

Meanwhile, some of the employees who could only see Hailee from a distance gave a look of envy and admiration, seeing how the eight bodyguards behind Hailee walked after her, as if she was the most important figure in this country.

Hailee wanted to scream at those who were looking at her with that look that all of this wasn't her idea! This was Ramon's idea! She didn't want to bring these many bodyguards either...

But, what a shame… Hailee couldn't possibly do that. Therefore, the only thing she could do was to quickly flee to Ramon's office on the eighteenth floor.

On the way there, Hailee had tried to contact Ramon, but it was Danny who picked up his phone and said that Ramon left his cell phone behind because he was in an important meeting with someone.

Initially, Hailee was going to cancel her visit because she didn't want to disturb Ramon while the man was busy working, but Danny assured that Ramon would be finished by the time Hailee arrived.

So here was Hailee, standing in the middle of the elevator that would lead her to Ramon's office surrounded by her bodyguards who filled the entire elevator and didn't let anyone in.

"Pyro, you guys don't have to do this every time I go out right? There's no need to double the escort group, right?" Hailee asked Pyro when they were in the elevator. "After all, who will harm me?"

"I am sorry Mrs. Tordoff, it looks like this will be your standard of security from now on," said Pyro.

Pyro's answer of course annoyed Hailee. Her ire was not directed at the head bodyguard, but at Ramon of course. "Why is that?"

Pyro looked troubled when he was about to answer Hailee's question, but he also couldn't possibly ignore her altogether, so, slightly awkwardly, he said quietly. "Because Mr. Tordoff said; because you are pregnant, there must be additional security for the baby."

Hailee's mouth opened wide when she heard Pyro's answer and the bodyguard could understand why Hailee was giving such an expression.

Hailee didn't know whether to cry or laugh when she heard that. Special security for the baby?! Seriously?! Their child was only the size of a corn kernel and was still in Hailee's tummy, so an extra group of bodyguards for her was completely absurd.

At this point, Hailee couldn't help but start thinking that Ramon had a problem spending his money so he was wasting it this way.

"Are you okay Mrs. Tordoff?" Pyro asked seeing Hailee was still in shock even after the elevator doors opened.

"No, I'm not okay," Hailee grumbled as she stepped out of the elevator to meet Ramon in person and confront him head on.

Looks like someone has to correct Ramon's current line of thinking.

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Theodore had just returned to the hotel room where he and Aileen were supposed to spend their first night when it was noon and that too with the help of two bodyguards. He was too drunk to walk on his own.

Aileen really felt very embarrassed to see this man's behavior. Even though the two bodyguards didn't say anything, there was certainly no question that they would have unpleasant assumptions regarding this situation.

And with just that thought, Aileen felt her pride had been trampled on. This was the most despicable humiliation she had ever experienced, especially from Theodore, a man who a few months ago had never thought of treating herself like this.

"You can go out now," Aileen said in a cold voice, her jaw clenched hard, and her hands clenched tightly, she watched Theodore sleep while snoring with the smell of alcohol lingering on his body now slowly filling the room.

Meanwhile, the two bodyguards rushed out of the room without waiting any longer, because they were quite aware that the situation was not good.

After Aileen was alone with Theodore, who was still unconscious, her emotions ran wild, then with a loud scream she grabbed the nearest pillow and pushed it against her husband's face with eyes shining with anger.

"You'd better die!"

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Ian really didn't know what to do anymore. Now, his younger sister's condition was getting worse and he didn't have enough money for her expensive surgery.

The man slumped down on the hospital bench waiting for the final examination report from the doctor who treated Ciara, wondering how he could earn that much money in such a short time.

Of course, this made Ian rethink the offers of the two mysterious people who came to meet him in the arena.

The offer rang in his ears time and again since one of them called his cell phone just the day after Aileen's wedding was held.

Of course Ian wasn't one of those invited, but he knew about the wedding and was grateful that Hailee didn't marry Theodore.

Even though Ian didn't really like Ramon, but at least he was much decent than Theodore who stabbed Hailee in the back.

Only, this wasn't the time for Ian to think about that, because right now he was afraid of himself starting to consider the offer he got.

Killing Ramon Tordoff?

That sounded both impossible and absurd to do, considering how tight the security was around the man and how could someone like Ian get close to him?

However, the mysterious man who contacted him the other day said that they had a plan and that Ian just had to follow their directions.

The question was; could Ian pull it off?

Fighting in the arena and putting the opponent between life and death was a completely different matter from an assassination plot, especially if the target was Hailee's husband.

The woman who was so close to him…