It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

"If you don't want to, you can sleep on the sofa." Those are the words Ramon said last night that really upset Hailee. By messing up the neatly arranged blankets in one of his cabinets, Hailee finally decided to sleep on the sofa for real.

Even Ramon laughed at her behavior and said that she was behaving just like a sulking twelve year old girl.

It sounded funny, but Hailee felt a sarcastic tone from the way he spoke. It seemed that this man was too good at using such words in his daily life.

It sucks!

Hailee felt tired and hungry, but Ramon didn't believe her and let her sleep on an empty stomach.

Ramon thought this was just a trick of Hailee and ignored her words that said she was starving.

After all, Ramon had never noticed others needs or taken care of anyone around him before this.

Not to mention the lingering effects of the alcohol she drank, Hailee really didn't have the energy anymore to stay awake any longer as soon as her head hit the pillow and her body was wrapped in a blanket that she arranged on the sofa.

However, when Hailee woke up, she was on top of Ramon's bed to her astonishment, but that man was nowhere to be found in the room.

Looks like Ramon transferred her to the bed after Hailee fell fast asleep.

Well, at least he was kind enough and gentlemanly not to actually allow a girl to sleep on the sofa.

Hailee was stretching herself in the blanket and was about to go back to sleep again when a worried face of Ian popped up in her mind.

Instantly, Hailee's eyes opened wide and the sleepiness disappeared, but because she was in such a hurry to get out of bed, her head felt dizzy and Hailee felt a pain in her stomach, which reminded her that she hadn't eaten anything all day yesterday.

Ignoring the pain she felt, Hailee rushed out of bed. She only hoped that Ramon wasn't crazy enough to lock her in the room when he left for work.

Luckily, Ramon wasn't that crazy and Hailee found that the bedroom door could be easily opened.

Barefoot, she left room before walking toward the kitchen. Hailee intended to eat some bread for her breakfast while trying to call Ian through the phone that was in Ramon's study.

"What does Miss Hailee want to do?" asked one of the maids whose name Hailee remembered as Denise. She was a middle-aged woman with shoulder-length curls and a little chubby body, but a friendly smile would always appear on her lips whenever Hailee met her.

"No need, I'll make it myself," Hailee replied, smiling back. "Just some bread."

Hailee had been in this kitchen several times, so she knew quite well the location of the food she was looking for and the servants there have never bothered about her doing whatever she wanted since they found out that Hailee liked cooking and Ramon let this girl do whatever she wished.

It didn't take long for Hailee to make a simple bread filled with chocolate toppings and a glass of hot milk, after which she immediately left without eating it first.

Hailee planned to eat it in Ramon's study, not wanting to waste a minute contacting Ian.

She was worried about her friend as they didn't get to meet last night, after all Ian had come all the way from city R district 18 to this place, without being able to meet her would be a waste of all his efforts.

However, there was one more detail that Hailee seemed to have forgotten; precisely that Ramon and Ian had briefly spoken over the cellphone which the man had now discarded.

Therefore, Hailee forgot a little about the fact that Ramon already knew Ian's real identity.

With milk in her left hand and bread in her right, Hailee opened the door with her elbow and entered.

Hailee then put the plate of bread along with the glass of milk on Ramon's desk and immediately grabbed the phone that was there.

Luckily, she didn't need her cell phone to find out Ian's number, because it was all written in her head.

Feeling pensive, Hailee turned around the table and sat in the chair Ramon used to sit with the receiver pressed on the side of her face.

Hailee was listening to the dial tone while grabbing her milk, but before Ian could pick up her call and she could enjoy her drink, Hailee's eyes caught the figure of Ramon standing beside the bookshelf.

The man was watching her and didn't make any sound.

Hailee reflexively threw the receiver and the glass full of chocolate milk she was holding in surprise. The brown liquid soaked Ramon's desk and soaked several documents on it.

"ARGH!"

It wasn't Hailee's scream, but Ramon's. He didn't expect Hailee to destroy important documents on his desk.

"What are you doing?!" he asked fiercely, walking briskly toward Hailee, like a soldier on call for duty.

"I ... It is an accident ..." said Hailee stammering. Who would have thought that Ramon would still be at the house this late? "You're the one who surprised me, anyway," she tried to defend herself, even though she knew it was a futile effort.

Hailee herself also knew that this was her fault to begin with and the documents she had corrupted seemed very important. ....

"Why are you suddenly here?" asked Hailee with a grimace.

"Why?" Ramon asked as he crossed his arms, and now there was only a table that became the distance between the two of them. "You don't like seeing me here?"

"Shouldn't you be at the office?" Hailee asked, immediately getting up from her seat before using the chair as a shield, in case Ramon intended to pounce on her for messing up his desk. "Did you skip work?"

"Skipping work?" Ramon didn't expect that someone would accuse him like this. Those were the most ridiculous words he had ever heard. "Don't you know it's Sunday? You think I'm a robot that works every day?" exclaimed Ramon irritably. He was still trying to hold back his emotions but it seemed really hard to face this girl with a cool head.

"Oh," Hailee just made that short comment. She had completely forgotten what day it was.

"Now tell me, who are you trying to call?" asked Ramon.

"No one," Hailee replied while shaking her head.

However, Ramon's dark eyes stared at Hailee, as if he could see the lies behind her pale face. "Are you trying to call Ian Schamber? Who is he? Your secret boyfriend?" Ramon asked matter-of-factly.

"What? Of course not, he's just a friend!" shrieked Hailee. Boyfriend? Oh, please…

"Then sit down, it looks like we have a lot to talk about," said Ramon. "Especially about your lies."