His Cute Wife is a Little Crazy

Chapter 358 - NOT FUNNY



Despite the age of the old red car, it was quite fast on the road. Akira revelled in the feeling of speeding on the smooth roads. She had thought of burning the car to spite Kaito, but she decided to keep it for herself. 

She was not a car girl like Hina, but that did not mean she could not appreciate a good one. Moreover, in addition to being a good ride, she liked the red colour. 

Her goal was catching a train to Tokyo. Unfortunately, the only train going out for the evening from Mountain Ridge had already departed. However, she could still catch it at the next stop if she rushed. 

As she sped through the meandering roads, a loud motorcycle approached her from behind. She could not be sure, but it seemed to be following her. She frowned as she looked through the side mirror. 

Wait, why did that person look familiar? 

She could not see his face in the dark night, but she could see the general style of the clothes and the tousled hair. She bit on her lower lip a little before speeding up the car. She did not want to see him.

The motorcycle also sped up behind her. It was not the best bike on the market, but it could still go quite fast in the right hands. 

As Akira continued to drive at a high speed, she remembered that she had injured Kaito before leaving him. Even though he was tough, there was no way he was not in pain while riding the motorbike on a cold night. 

She cursed in her heart before slowing down. Even though she was angry, she did not want him to suffer. Well, not too much… 

The man behind caught up with the car with a small smile on his face. It seemed like Akira did not want him to die just yet. That meant that she had probably cooled down a little. 

He rode next to the driver's side and looked at her pitifully. As a master of deception, he believed that he could win the little golden figure if he joined the entertainment industry. It was nothing for him to get a little pity from Akira. 

"Please, pull over." He said with a laboured breath. 

She looked at him with anger in her large eyes. She could not tell if he was faking it or not, but she knew that she could not ignore him. It was her fault that he was in a painful state. 

Moreover, she would not be able to forgive herself if something happened to him. 

However, she could not stand it that she was too soft-hearted. She intended to leave Mountain Ridge and compose herself. Her goal was to ensure that she could face him with cool composure the next time they met. 

Who knew that he was crazy enough to chase after her?

However, a small flame of self-satisfaction lit up in her. 

She was not an arrogant woman, but she could not deny the relief in her heart at this occurrence. At least, this gesture meant that he cared for her if only a little.

She pulled the car to the side of the road and came to a stop. She opened the door and stepped out. Kaito stopped his motorbike beside her and stepped off it. 

The two people faced each other. 

Kaito had prepared a lot of words to convince her that everything that Ayumi said was meant to drive a wedge between them. However, nothing came out as he looked at her. 

Her large eyes were a bit red and puffy, and her mouth was set in a stubborn way that betrayed inner anger. 

But to him, she was irresistibly beautiful. 

He stepped forward and reached a hand to touch her. 

"One more step, and you will have broken fingers in addition to the broken ribs." She said before turning her head to the side arrogantly. 

"Pfft!" Kaito could not stop himself from laughing. 

The laugh made Akira mad because she thought he was not taking her seriously. 

And she was not wrong. That image of her raising her nose in the air at him while looking away arrogantly was too funny to Kaito. She was like a small cute animal. Even when she was angry, she could not help looking adorable. 

It made him want to tease her. 

"Do you think this is funny?" She asked with dangerous eyes. 

Kaito composed himself. 

"No, not funny. I am just happy that you still care enough for me to stop and talk to me. I am laughing because of how lucky I am to have you." He brownnosed. 

"Hehe." Akira laughed coldly. "Since when do you have me? And don't you have so many people at your side? I am so happy you even remember me." 

Her tone was petty and a little shaky. 

Even though she was acting brave, she was still in a lot of pain. And seeing Kaito caused her heart to hurt again. She had not yet convinced herself to let him go. 

"Regardless of the number of people around me, I only want you." He responded. 

"So you admit you have a lot of people around you." She retorted. 

Kaito felt his head aching at that reply. It was hard to placate her when she chose to be unreasonable. However, the feeling of frustration was also a little sweet. Since Akira was willing to quarrel with him, there was still hope. 

"I do have people around me, but they are not you. It is a different kind of closeness. To me, you are a person I want to spend my life knowing." He tried to explain his feelings as clearly as possible. 

Akira huffed and turned her head. She expected him to say that she was the only one for him and some other nonsense. However, this response was more honest and touching. But she could not let things go with just that reply. 

"Who is Hu Lei?" She asked. 

That name was like a stone on her heart. She could overlook almost everything, but there was nothing more insulting than being called a substitute. Though it was Ayumi who had brought it up, she felt uncomfortable when she thought about it. 

"Just some random woman," Kaito said airily. 

In Azure Woods in Supreme City, Hu Lei sneezed as she sat in front of the TV watching some dramatic drama TV show. Zhong Feng came in with a mug of ginger tea. 

"Cover yourself a little more." He scolded her even though she was wearing a warm onesie. "Azure Woods is cold." 

"There is a heater." Hu Lei rolled her eyes. "It is probably just a petty person talking badly about me." 


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