It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

It didn't take long for Hailee to meet Ian, because after Ian heard that Hailee was outside waiting for him, he immediately rushed over to meet the girl.

Along the way he cursed Hailee, who knew what her mind was actually filled with, she dared to come to this place alone. Ian had repeatedly warned Hailee not to come visit him here unless she was with him.

However, there was an even bigger danger out there beyond Ian's wild imaginations.

Ian half ran with Demian behind him, the security who informed him that Hailee had came.

"Hailee," called Ian when he found the little figure with her head lowered and kicking the pebbles under her feet. "I told you many times that ..."

Ian's protests were muffled when Hailee's long hair covered his vision as the girl ran, bumping into his body hard while holding onto his neck before finally breaking out into tears.

The sound of Hailee's crying certainly invited several pairs of eyes to turn in their direction as people there started to look at them questioningly.

"Hailee ... Hailee ... don't cry like this." Ian stared frantically at the people around him. What was happening right now, to him here, really didn't match his nickname as the executioner. "Let's go inside," said Ian in a low voice as he bent over, lifting Hailee's thighs as he carried her crying-self inside the arena.

Of course this scene was extremely unnatural around the Arena, especially for people who knew Ian very well.

The arena was a place where people came to watch wild fights and clashes without rules. Satisfying their desire to watch two people knock each other to their deaths on the boxing ring, while risking their sizable fortune.

This was where Ian usually made his fortune, he was one of the best fighters under a group named 'Sandgun 45'.

For those who like this kind of wild fighting life, the name Sandgun 45 is nothing knew to their ears. In addition, the identity of the mysterious owner of the sandgun 45, was a god level secret there and till this day it remained unveiled. People only knew one thing about her, which was only her name 'Shiren'.

Some people said she was a beautiful woman who liked violence and was a mistress of a wealthy official, but some said that the owner of sandgun 45 was actually a man and the name Shiren was just a front.

However, to this day, no one knew the whole truth of it. Even Ian, was clueless about this person.

Ian led Hailee straight into his dressing room, ignoring the confused stares of the people they have passed.

As soon as Ian laid the still sobbing Hailee on the sofa and made her sit, he immediately went over to close the door and locked it behind him. Then he strode toward the crying girl and squatted in front of her whom he thought of as a little sister.

"Lee, stop crying and tell me what's wrong?" he rubbed Hailee's head gently. The expression on his face now would make it hard for others to link him to the nickname The Executioner, the bloodthirsty fighter who would be merciless while beating his opponents until they almost lost their last breath.

Hailee wiped her tears, looked at Ian and said one sentence which made Ian frown. "I just killed someone…" Hailee's voice was trembling, only now did she feel the suppressed wave of panic and fear that she had succeeded to calm down earlier had came washing over her again.

"What?" Ian said that one word in disbelief, then bombarded her with questions. "How can you kill someone? Who did you kill? You must be kidding, right? "

Hailee gritted her teeth and glared at Ian through her tear-drenched lashes. "Do I look like I'm kidding right now?"

"Who did you kill?" Ian turned serious this time, seeing Hailee's condition now… who would joke while looking like a sobbing mess? Not to mention that Ian's eyes had caught the bruises on Hailee's forehead and the dried blood that had clotted at the ends of her hair.

It seemed like this matter would be much more complicated than Ian had expected.

"Roland Dimatrio, District Attorney in the city of T." Hailee's voice got lower and lower till the last syllable of her sentence. Just by uttering that man's name, brought all the terrifying moments she had experienced that night back to her mind again.

"You killed him?!" Ian's eyes widened at the shocking news and then he shook his head hard, a habit he always followed when he wanted to keep his focus on an issue. "But why? No. The question is; how did you come to know of him? And what in the world did you meet him for? "

Hailee swallowed hard and Ian caught the gesture. He helped her by getting a bottle of mineral water and gave it to Hailee.

Hailee was so grateful as she felt the cool liquid run down her throat and made her voice so much better.

It took a while for Hailee to tell everything to Ian, starting from how her parents died in a robbery case a week ago and how Aileen, her step sister, whom Hailee had always thought of as a perfect figure, had sold her to the old man, the district attorney, Roland Dimatrio.

And of course how she managed to escape her worst nightmare by accidentally killing Roland.

"What should I do?" Hailee sniffled again, she took out the watch and the two rings belonging to Roland and handed them to Ian. "I need money."

Ian's forehead frowned. "Don't worry, I'll sell it safely." Of course, Ian had his own connections, there are countless networks in this world, untouched by the 'sun', he can sell the stuff untraceable.

"I told you, right? You have to watch out for Aileen, she's not as good as you think. " Ian again reminded his warning not from long ago, which Hailee had ignored completely.

Hailee's parents didn't like Hailee hanging out with thugs like Ian, so they tried to forbid Hailee from seeing Ian again, thinking that their relationship might continue to be something Mr. and Mrs. Tatum didn't want.

Therefore, for the past one month, Hailee and Ian had completely lost contact, so Ian had no idea what had happened to this little sister of his during this time.

"Ian, what do I do now?" Hailee returned to wiping her tears which wouldn't stop falling, while Ian took out a box of tissues and gave it to Hailee.

"There is one way you can escape from a situation like this." Ian sat beside Hailee and embraced her, letting her lean on his shoulder. "I'll help you find a safe place and create a new identity, meanwhile, you can stay at my house."