The Typhoon's Dangerous Wife

"Ah Jie, you care about that man but what about me? Do you even care about me?" Esma whisper yelled.

Her whole persona changed, the mischievous brat from earlier was nowhere to be seen. Now Esma no less resembled a demon thirsty for blood and chaos, and wouldn't settle until the world broke out in the mayhem. "Let me tell you if you don't take me from here, I swear to hell that I will make their lives worse than hell, and no matter how much you people will want to stop me. No force of nature can stop me from finishing what I started." 

Esma's threat was clear either take her from the hell called Tang Palace or she would make their lives hell. 

"It's not the right time yet Esma" Long Jie was not affected at all. He was very much familiar with this Esma, it was the real her and the mischievous and naughty brat from earlier was her coping mechanism. Esma would never be ashamed to agree that she was not normal, she knew she had mental problems and she had wholeheartedly embraced them as a part of her. 

"Right time?" Esma scoffed. " I have been hearing it from the last twenty years that it is not the right time, have some patience and blaa blaa blaa... But remember that I am not stopping this time and I swear if you don't come by morning, I will set the fire to Long family first!"

"Stop" Long Jie's personality had a three-sixty. Just because he cared for her, it didn't mean he would let her do whatever she wished to. He had been tolerating her games for the sake of their friendship but he wouldn't let her hurt the innocent people. "I said stop. Touch the family, Esma, and then see what happens next!"

"They are your family and what about me?" She screeched like a wailing child. Sometimes Esma changed her personality too frequently that it became hard for Long Jie to keep up with it. If he didn't know better, he would certainly say she had multiple personality disorders. "Who am I to you? I have waited for so long, Ah-Jie and I can't wait now." One more personality changed. She turned silent and sat on the ground still leaning against the wall. And she said in a whisper," I am dying to find my freedom and I know that I won't find it until I have his blood on my hands."

"I know," said Long Jie softly as he turned around to look at his wife. He walked near her and stroked her face lightly and whispered. "I know but you always make me doubt your methods. I don't doubt your intentions, but it's your methods that scares me the most. " 

" I vow to leave everything behind the day I will have his blood on my hand. I will stop, I swear on your head. " Esma pledged and pleaded. "Please, come and take me with you. I don't want to live here. These people are bullying me." 

Long Jie rolled his eyes. 'Bullying her? '

"Esma, not now." Long Jie tried to explain to her. Trust me this once? Hmm?" He waited for her answer but she didn't speak, thus he continued. "You know what you are to me, don't you? You have to wait because I don't have the mental power to deal with that now." He paused and with a sigh, he sat on the edge of the window (the same window which is used as an entrance by our Ryuu). He had been sighing a lot these days. " I'm exhausted. Give me some time and after that, I will take you with me and then you can live with me and no more secrets from anyone got it."

Long Jie didn't know what changed in Esma but he was surprised when she answered by a question. "How much?"

" At least six months or maybe a year." 

Long Jie knew it was too much to ask for but right now he had no alternative. Zhenyi was his responsibility but so was Esma, he just couldn't choose between the two of them. He didn't know if she would agree now but he hoped she did. God forbid, if she didn't, he would understand. Esma had given up her life for a cause and he couldn't just ask her to drop her retribution. She deserved to punish those people and he would accompany her to the journey because their destination was the same and the only difference between the two was their chosen path and approaches. 

"Why?" Her voice cracked up. 

"Zhenyi. My wife. She has been in an accident. She needs at least a few months to heal. I can't focus on anything right now."

"Your wife?" She scoffed. " Your secret hidden wife." 

"She is my wife and you have to respect her." He scolded her. 

"When hell freezes over!"

"That bitch Song Lily and her chosen puppy won't have my respect ever!" 

"Well, I don't know if it changes anything but she and my mom are sworn enemies and even when hell freezes over they won't be in the same camp!" Long Jie tried to joke but failed miserably. 

"Whatever I don't care!"

"You have to respect her, Esma, whether you like it or not but I won't accept anyone disrespecting my wife," these were Long Jie's firm words and there was no changing it. 

"You have changed, Ah- Jie." Esma was not assuming but her voice carried conviction. He had changed a lot since she last talked to him. How could someone change so much in a single month? 

"Perhaps, it's for the better." 

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