It's Hard to Control My Naughty Wife!

Chapter 817: I WANT YOU TO THINK ABOUT YOURSELF

Kia didn't understand what Misha really wanted from her. He did say it lightly, like a joke, but Kia felt that Misha wasn't really joking with her.         

    

"If you really want to sleep with me, I have no problem fulfilling your wish." Misha stretched out his hand and pinched Kia's cheek gently, who was pouting. "But that's not what I want."     

Misha grabbed something from his desk drawer and took out a folder, which he then handed over to Kia.     

"What is this?" Kia received the pile of documents and frowned, looking at Misha suspiciously.     

Kia opened the document and her eyes narrowed sharply.     

"No, I can't accept this," Kia said while quickly returning the document to Misha's hand, as if it had burned her hand.     

"Why not?" asked Misha in a soft voice, he then grabbed Kia's wrist to keep her in place. "You should read what it states clearly. I am not giving this to you, but to Mika."     

Misha then showed Mika's name on the first page.     

One glance and Kia knew what document it was. It stated the change of ownership of an apartment followed by Mika's educational expenses, as well as a few other things that Kia didn't need to read in detail to find out since they all stated the same thing.     

"I can't give this to Mika right now, because she will just tear it up and ruin it." Misha then returned the document to Kia's hands. "I didn't give this to you because I knew you would refuse, but I gave all of this to our child."     

"Misha," Kia was about to protest again, but Misha had already stood up from his seat and lifted Kia onto the table, which made her very surprised. She couldn't help but widen her eyes at what Misha was doing. He then actually caged her body by placing his hands on the table on both sides of her body.     

"Kia, I know that you don't want any help from me and if you could, you would prefer to get out of this house right now if you had somewhere else to go and enough money."     

Kia lowered her head, because that was what she thought. Although living in this house was very beneficial for her and also Mika, because she didn't need to think about anything else and she could focus on taking care of Mika while she herself could also have a stable life, somehow her heart still felt unsettled.     

"Let's think about this logically," Misha said, he didn't raise his voice, but he spoke as if he was discussing some business. "You want Mika to be able to go to a good school and have a decent place to live, right?"     

Kia didn't answer the question, but Misha knew that it was true.     

"You also want Mika to have a decent life like other children. She can have nice toys and clothes, you want to give her good and healthy food so she can grow well, especially given her weak body. Isn't it?"     

Kia still didn't answer back, but she lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Misha.     

"Then, logically speaking, without my money, would you be able to do it now? What kind of life can you give Mika if you refuse mine?"     

Kia gritted her teeth and she felt angry and annoyed that what Misha said was true. She couldn't give anything to Mika now.     

She had nothing to offer.     

"I want to be honest with you. Part of me wants to force you to marry me and start a family like we should have."     

Kia raised her head when she heard this and stared at Misha in disbelief. If that was what he wanted, he could easily get it. After all, what kind of deal could be more profitable for Kia if not from Misha?     

However, he still couldn't lie to his heart.     

"But, that's not the kind of a start I want between the two of us," Misha said. He shook his head. "Doing so will only make you think that I am the same jerk I was four years ago. I don't want to do it like that."     

Kia raised her head and looked at Misha, she tried to find the lies in his eyes, but she only saw the sincerity of the man.     

"I want to do it the right way." Misha stretched out his hand and caressed Kia's cheek. "I want you to decide what's best for our relationship, but at least let me try. Let me try to do the right thing. Things I should have done first."         

    

Misha tucked strands of her hair behind her ear.     

"I want to date you properly and approach you. I don't want to stress you out or force you to choose, but I also want you to give me a chance." Misha lowered his head and kissed Kia's forehead gently. "Thousands of words of apology from me will not be able to make you feel much better nor can I atone for the sins I have committed by letting you be out there with our child, fighting alone."     

Kia could feel the sincerity in Misha's words and this scared her.     

"What we're talking about is the relationship between us, but don't let this matter affect Mika. I'm giving all of this to Mika, so she won't be implicated by our troubles. Let her out of this problem." Misha then pressed his forehead to Kia's. "I know that you need space and by living in a different place from me it will help you think more clearly, because I can see how stressed you are being here."     

Even though Kia smiled and looked fine, that was not what Misha saw. She looked like a person who dragged herself around all day.     

And based on what Misha knew, the dose of medicine Kia was taking had also increased.     

It was hard for Misha to just let Kia go, but if this was what was best for her, Misha didn't mind giving in.     

"If you want to stay here, I don't mind at all, I will be very happy. However, being away from me can help you think more clearly and see the problems between us better. Please accept this. Not for you, but for Mika." Misha then passed the documents to her again.     

Kia held the documents, which felt very heavy.     

"Tomorrow, someone will take you to the apartment and see the school that Mika will attend," said Misha. "You can decide if you want to move from here or not, or when you will."     

Misha then hugged Kia tightly.     

"I wish you will stay here and we could be a family but if you need time for it all, I will understand and if you don't accept me…" Misha gritted his teeth, he had a hard time continuing his speech. "I will understand. Don't think too hard about this and enjoy your time with Mika. Think about this slowly, not for me, not for Mika, but for yourself."     

Kia laid her head on Misha's shoulder and took a deep breath. She let Misha hug her like this.     

"Give me some time," Kia said slowly. "Give me some time to think about all of this."     

"Of course, take all the time you want." Misha kissed Kia's hair. "But, before that, I want to show you something."     

Misha then let go of his arms around Kia and took something from his desk drawer, this time, it was a small dark blue box, which he placed in Kia's palm.     

The box felt soft and before she opened it, Kia already guessed that it was a ring.     

"I want you to hold this, keep it." Misha didn't take the ring and put it on Kia's finger, because he wasn't actually proposing. "This is my mother's wedding ring, passed down from her family. If you can accept me, I want you to wear it, but if you can't… I want you to pass this down to Mika."     

Kia blinked. The ring looked beautiful and antique.     

"I'm not giving this to put pressure on you, I just want to carry on my mother's family tradition, because only you and Mika deserve this."     

Misha stroked Kia's head gently.     

"Think about all this calmly. Choose what you think is good for you."     

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The next day, Kia and Mika went to the apartment that Misha had written under the name of their daughter.     

It was a penthouse with an amazing view and only ten minutes from the school Mika was going to attend.         

    

Mika looked happy because she could see tall buildings around this building and was so enthusiastic when she saw the swimming pool there.     

"The swimming pool here is wider, but the one at uncle's house is prettier," said Mika innocently.     

Kia smiled when she heard what Mika said. She was happy because Mika looked enthusiastic.     

And after that, they went to the school that Mika was going to attend. It was an international school where nursery kids fees could match Daniel's university fees.     

The school even had everything you needed there, from running tracks, basketball court, tennis court, swimming pool and everything you could imagine.     

"Mika will go to school here?" Mika said cheerfully. She liked this part of the playground.     

"Are you happy?"     

Mika nodded while playing on the swing.     

"But, mama… are we going to move into that apartment?" asked Mika without looking at Kia.     

"You want to move there?"     

Mika shook her head.     

"Why? Aren't you happy?"     

"Is uncle also going to move in with us?"     

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