It's Hard to Control My Naughty Wife!

Chapter 763: SHAMELESS MISHA

But, now, he didn't expect this to happen to him and after going through all this, he didn't think he hated it.     

And if he was being honest, he could probably say he's enjoying this.     

After Misha spent his time working in the office and being surrounded by sneaky people and also after he met the people Jayden worked with, where their smiles were to watch out for and he had to listen carefully to every word they say because he might catch a hint. Or lies in it.     

The point was that he couldn't lower his guard because when that happened he and his family would be the losers.     

However, when he was with this little daughter, he found that he didn't have to think that much. Because when Mika smiled, he had nothing to worry about.     

This little girl would smile when she was happy, cry when she was sad and it was very easy to read her facial expressions.     

It was nice not to be on guard all the time.     

He just found out that little children were as innocent and easy as this in showing their feelings, because there was no hidden meaning behind their every action.     

"Let's play," Mika said in her childish voice. She brought two teddy bears that Misha bought last night and now, they both were supposed to play with them.     

Mika then threw a teddy bear into Misha's lap, which made him not believe that a day would come where he would play with dolls like this.     

Even the people around him always said that when he was little he never touched the dolls that were bought for him.     

"I want her hair in a braid," said Mika suddenly, she then grabbed her hair and indicated that she wanted it in two braids like the dolls in television commercials. "Like that." Mika pointed at the ad and this left Misha speechless.     

"I don't know how to braid," Misha said honestly at last as Mika continued to whine.     

"Mommy knows how to braid."     

Well… "Then how about waiting for Mommy?" Misha persuaded, while Mika had run into the room to get the small box where Kia put all the accessories for her hair.     

"Braid my hair," Mika whined impatiently, she stuffed the box into Misha's lap and made him unable to move. "Mika wants a braid."     

Meanwhile, Kia passed by them and Misha called out to her in a tone asking for help, but she didn't care and said nonchalantly.     

"Didn't she ask you to braid her hair?" Kia stated, while continuing to cook their breakfast. "She asked you, not me." Kia confirmed it.     

Meanwhile, Mika kept on whining at Misha and made him unable to resist anymore. "Okay... I will try."     

I can learn something just by looking, so it's not that difficult, is it?     

Misha then looked up how the braid Mika wanted needed to be done and tried to follow it, only… it wasn't as easy as he thought.     

Five minutes later, Mika couldn't wait to sit still, while Misha got more and more frustrated and made the little girl's hair tangle.     

"Ow! That hurts!" Mika pouted because Misha didn't finish her braid and it hurt because he kept pulling her hair.     

"Oh, sorry… sorry…" Misha frowned even more and tried to do it well, it seemed he had got a hold of it, but still looked very stiff in doing so. His fingers didn't corporate well.     

But, Mika couldn't wait, she didn't like to sit for long and wait like this, therefore, her face showed that she was starting to dislike him and started to whine for her mother.         

"Mommy..." Mika called when she saw her mother who had finished making breakfast and came to the two of them.     

On the other hand, Kia had actually finished her cooking earlier. She was watching from the kitchen, waiting for Misha to give up, but it seemed he was still trying and despite that, the result wasn't very satisfying. Misha struggled to put into practice what he saw.     

"Come here, you did it wrong," Kia said in a low voice and she then took Misha's job and sat beside him, showing him how it got done. "You should do it like this."     

Mika looked pleased that her mother had come and sat quietly, while Misha watched how Kia did it so easily, her fingers dancing in Misha's long hair.     

"Oh, I will remember," Misha mumbled earnestly and Kia looked at him with an expression that was hard to decipher. "What is it? Why?" Misha asked warily when he saw the look on Kia's face. He thought he had done something wrong again.     

"Nothing, let's eat, I already made breakfast," Kia said nonchalantly. She then took Mika's hand and brought her to the dining table, while Misha followed behind happily.     

Misha didn't know that Kia had also cooked something for him. He thought she only cooked breakfast just for herself and Mika, therefore, when he saw one more plate placed on the table, waiting for him, he was quite surprised.     

"What's with that expression on your face?" Kia said uncomfortably when she saw the face Misha showed after seeing the sandwich on his plate. "Is the food not to your taste?" she asked a little curtly.     

"No way, I am willing to sell company shares to get breakfast like this every day."     

Hearing this, Kia rolled her eyes dramatically and didn't respond to Misha anymore, she then watched Mika so she wouldn't eat too much.     

After the breakfast, since Kia didn't have a morning shift and she didn't have much to do, she seemed much more relaxed and planned to just play with Mika, maybe take her to the park later.     

"Why don't you leave?" Kia asked curtly when she saw that Misha had not left her apartment, even after their quiet breakfast had finished.     

"You sound so mean when you try to kick me away," Misha muttered. He didn't have the slightest intention of moving from his spot.     

"I have let you stay here and even gave you breakfast and now, it's well past the morning, don't you have to go to the office?" she asked.     

"That's the perk of being the boss, you don't need to go to the office as often," Misha explained and this made Kia squint.     

"Good for you," Kia remarked. "But, you can leave from here and just work in your office."     

"No," Misha refused firmly. "I can do the work on my laptop," he insisted.     

"What exactly do you want to stay here for?" Kia said annoyed. This time around, she really wanted to kick Misha out of the apartment because she felt uncomfortable having someone like Misha in a place that was way below his standards. Unconsciously, Kia felt self- aware.     

"I want to be near my family," Misha replied shamelessly which made Kia's eyes widen in disbelief and annoyance.     

"I am not your family!" cried Kia.     

"You gave birth to my daughter, of course you are my family," Misha replied in a confident voice. He then continued his work, but actually his focus was entirely on Kia.     

"How do you know she is your daughter? I never said that," Kia grumbled.     

"You never said she wasn't my daughter either, did you?" No matter what, Kia couldn't lie to that extent, her conscience wouldn't allow her to say that. "If you are still in doubt, I am all up for a DNA test right now."     

Misha seemed to be able to hear Kia gritting her teeth in annoyance, but he just smiled without saying anything after that.     

He had absolutely no intention of letting the two of them go again.         

And before Kia became even more annoyed, Mika had come from the kitchen, her expression sad.     

"My pudding is finished… Mommy, let's go buy my pudding." Mika whined, she tugged Kia's hand.     

"My pudding?" Misha asked with a frown. "Is that her favorite pudding?" Misha had seen Mika eat the pudding several times, even Kia forbade it because she consumed the pudding too often beyond the limit that Kia had set.     

"Yes, Mika likes pudding," Mika answered quickly and then her eyes shone brightly as she approached Misha. "Let's buy pudding."     

Maybe it was because Misha had always bought something for her that she automatically sulked at this man now.     

"Let's buy some pudding," she coaxed.     

And when Misha got attacked by his sweet daughter's cuteness, how could he refuse, even Kia couldn't resist, because indeed she seemed to have to buy some things too.     

"You don't have to come," Kia said. "You go home."     

Misha looked unfazed when he heard what Kia said, instead he confidently answered it. "I actually wanted to do that, but what can I do? My daughter is whining and I can't bear to say no, so I hope you understand."     

Kia couldn't believe how shameless this man was...     

And in the end, the three of them went to the shopping center and started shopping together and Misha was very happy because it was his first time shopping like this. It was a strange experience and something he would flaunt in front of Richard.     

It turned out that without these strange suggestions from his subordinates, he could have progressed much faster on his own.     

He just needed to be more persistent and shameless when it came to Kia.      

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