It's Hard to Control My Naughty Wife!

Chapter 750: DON'T COME TO SEE US AGAIN

"Why don't you pick up the phone?" Dania asked. Mr. Tordoff was still staring at his cell phone.     

Richard then put his finger to his lips and said in a hushed tone. "Shh! Don't make noise," he said in a voice that resembled a whisper and made Dania frown.     

And in the end the phone call stopped, there was a message that came in and Misha immediately opened the message which read; COME TO MY PLACE NOW.     

Misha frowned and immediately showed the message to Richard and the man grimaced.     

Even if it was just a message, Richard could feel the anger Kia was feeling. How come? Misha wasn't thinking clearly when he sent three trucks of chocolates for Mika.     

It was understandable that Misha wanted to flaunt his wealth, but this didn't seem like the right time and moreover, this wasn't his original intention.     

Misha was just a little bit slow witted in showing his emotions and in this kind of relationship.     

"How should I reply?" Misha asked Richard, with a face that showed that he was clearly very confused about the situation.     

Meanwhile, Dania tried to see the contents of the message, but even so, she didn't understand the context of their conversation.     

"If it's like this, it seems that there is no other choice," said Richard as he took a deep breath and looked at Misha with a slightly desperate expression. "You must meet her."     

Hearing this answer, Misha didn't look happy. He looked like he wanted to say something but then thought better of it and sighed, realizing that there really was no other way.     

It seemed that he had to go and meet Kia in person to explain the current situation.     

However, he found it very difficult to do so.     

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Luckily, the management of this apartment was able to handle the flowers that Misha sent and sell them to a flower shop nearby at a very low price, but the money from the sale would be used to rent the truck that would bring the flowers to that flower shop.     

On the other hand, Kia didn't really care anymore where they took the flowers. As long as the flowers weren't in front of her eyes, then she would be fine. She didn't want to make the problem worse.     

"Where are you going?" Kia asked when she saw Keira was about to go out dressed quite neatly.     

The girl then smirked and said very happily. "I have a date with my fiancé," she said cheerfully.     

Seeing her friend smiling happily, Kia also felt a little better.     

"Okay, have fun," Kia said while playing with Mika. Keira came out of the apartment, but when she opened the door, she gasped and screamed, making Kia curious who immediately rushed after her to the front door.     

"What is it?" Kia asked and when she looked toward the door, and immediately knew what had surprised Keira, because there, she found Misha standing with an expressionless face.     

It seemed that when Keira opened the door, Misha was about to knock on it.     

"What did you come here for?" Keira asked with furrowed forehead, she looked at Misha displeased. She looked very unfriendly now.     

"I came here to meet Kia."     

And before Keira could babble again, Kia had opened her mouth. "It's fine, Keira, I invited him to come here."         

Kia didn't think that Misha would come so soon, she thought this man wouldn't come because he didn't reply to her message, but he was already in front of her apartment door.     

Kia just hoped this man didn't bring anything with him anymore or buy her something again.     

After hearing what Kia said, Keira finally let Misha into their apartment, while she waved her hand at Kia, letting her know if something happened to call her immediately.     

Hearing such a thing, Misha couldn't help but frown. What was she trying to do? Keira made it look like she was about to do something bad.     

Meanwhile, if one could say, if there was anyone who was completely unaffected by Misha, it was Keira, her loyalty toward her best friend was unquestionable, even Misha couldn't shake it.     

Meanwhile, Kia looked at Misha with annoyed eyes and let him in.     

There, in the living room, Misha could see Mika playing with makeshift toys on the carpet. It wasn't a set of expensive toys or something that looked good, very different from the toys he had bought for her.     

He had prepared one room as Mika's playroom and another for her bedroom.     

Misha genuinely thought that Mika would like it.     

"What are you playing?" Misha asked as he approached Mika, who was playing with a jelly-shaped toy. He frowned because he didn't like the texture when he touched it.     

"Slime," Mika replied in her childish voice, she didn't lift her head and just kneaded the toy.     

"You like toys like that?" Misha asked again.     

"I like it," Mika answered quickly.     

"What if…" Misha was about to say what he wanted to say when Kia came over with a cup of coffee and immediately cut him off.     

"Don't even think about buying her one," Kia said sharply. "You're overdoing things."     

Hearing such accusations, Misha frowned. "How can you say such a thing?"     

"Didn't you see what happened to those flowers?" Kia asked, she glared at Misha.     

Indeed, earlier when Misha came to this apartment, he did see so many people carrying out the flowers.     

At first he didn't think anything of it, but when Kia put it this way, he realized that they were the flowers he had sent over.     

Misha didn't even know what flowers had been sent to Kia, because he didn't know what flowers she liked, so he sent all kinds of flowers he could find.     

However, he didn't expect it to be that much.     

However, Misha couldn't promise that he wouldn't buy anything for Mika, because he didn't plan to do that at all.     

"Why did you come here?" Mika asked, she raised her head to look at Misha, looking at him with her round eyes.     

"Because your mother told me to come here," Misha replied in a matter of fact tone, because indeed he came because it was Kia who asked him to come to this place.     

Because otherwise, hearing how she sounded on the phone earlier, Misha felt like he must not bother the two of them for a while.         

In Misha's mind, there was an image of Kia who looked so gentle and very obedient, but now she looked much different from the girl in his memory.     

"Here, have a drink," Kia said as she placed a cup of coffee on the table and then let Mika play with her slime while she shifted her focus to Misha. "So, can we talk now?" she asked.     

Misha then sat more upright, as if he was going to have an important meeting that he couldn't mess up and this made Kia sigh with exhaustion. This man actually thought this was one of his business meetings.     

"First, stop texting me too much, because it's troublesome," Kia said in a voice that sounded quite loud. She looked at Misha sharply and could see the man shifting uncomfortably in his chair.     

"Yeah, I admit that it's a little too much," said Misha admitting his mistake and smiling sweetly at Kia, hoping that this way, this woman would be more gentle with him, at least that was the advice given by Richard.     

Too bad, Kia didn't seem persuaded by Misha's sweet smile and instead continued her words. "And secondly, stop visiting this place."     

"I'll visit you at work or daycare then," Misha said in a relaxed and casual tone.     

Hearing that answer, Kia was flabbergasted, but then she realized the wrong word choice she used.     

"I mean, you don't need to see me or Mika anymore. Stop coming to the places we go." This time Kia made it clear for him.     

And just as Kia had expected, Misha would not accept such an arrangement. He immediately tried to retaliate. "Then how about you guys come over to my place? I've already prepared a room for Mika."     

Kia gritted her teeth. "Didn't I tell you that you don't need to see the two of us again?" she asked with disapproving eyes.     

"Of course I can't do that, you can't stop me from meeting my daughter," Misha said in a voice that sounded displeased.     

"I never said that Mika was your daughter."     

"You never said that Mika was not my daughter either," Misha replied, Kia neither denied nor agreed. Therefore, it was safe to say that Kia just wanted to avoid this question altogether.     

"Stop playing with words," Kia said grimly, she knew how good Misha was when it came to puns.     

Misha nodded, as if in agreement. "So, when are we going to my house to show the toys I bought for Mika?" Misha asked, as if the previous conversation had not happened at all.     

"I told you not that I didn't want to see you," Kia said, this time her voice sounded much firmer and clearer.     

Misha looked at Kia with a straight face, but then he turned his attention to Mika. "But, we don't know what Mika wants, do we?"     

Misha then spread his arms, as if to hug Mika, asking her to walk toward him, but the little girl walked toward her mother instead.      

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