It's Hard to Control My Naughty Wife!

Chapter 792: CAN YOU HELP ME?

"What is it?" Misha noticed that Mika was twitching uncomfortably.     

"I need to pee…" Mika said, her voice sounded very small and shy. She never went out with anyone other than her mother and Keira, especially with two grown men she barely knew.     

But, the temptation to eat ice cream was stronger.     

"What? Pee?" Misha was shocked. He had not thought about this before. "Aren't you wearing a diaper?" He looked down at Mika's lap and it was safe to say that she wasn't wearing any diapers.     

"I don't wear diapers anymore. I've grown up," Mika protested displeasedly, but she kept twitching impatiently. "I want to pee," she said again as if she wanted to cry.     

Misha looked like he didn't know what to do, so he looked at Richard. "Richard."     

"It's too far to turn back to the apartment and we're closer to the cafe we're going to, you can pee there, okay?" said Richard in a coaxing tone to Mika, while speeding up the car.     

"Hurry, hurry…" Mika rocked back and forth in her seat. "I can not hold it."     

Meanwhile, Misha looked uneasy and started to think about what he should do. He never accompanied Mika to the restroom before, nor did he know how.     

"You know how to use the bathroom, right? I mean, you can go alone, can't you?" Misha asked Mika.     

The little girl blinked her eyes, which reminded him of Kia when she was confused.     

"Of course I can do it myself," she answered confidently.     

It was only then that Misha could breathe a little easier, knowing that he didn't have to accompany Mika into the bathroom.     

It took Richard less than five minutes to get to their destination, where he parked the car right in front of the entrance and Mika immediately jumped out of the car.     

On the other hand, Misha swiftly followed his little daughter and opened the main door.     

"Could you tell me where the restroom is?" asked Misha, while he lifted Mika with one hand. This little girl was very light. She should eat more…     

The cashier was surprised when she heard Misha's question, but then she quickly told him where to go, pointing to Misha's left, where the restroom was.     

Misha muttered a thank you and immediately led Mika there with long steps.     

And the bathrooms were separated for men and women, therefore, Misha had to wait outside.     

"I'll wait here, you can go inside yourself, right?" asked Misha, bending his body slightly so he could see Mika's face.     

Misha didn't want to take Mika to the men's room, but it was absolutely impossible for him to enter the women's room either.     

"Of course," answered Mika with a determined face, she then ran into the restroom, while Misha stayed back waiting right at the door.     

This cafe was not too big, but it looked cozy and a little bit crowded with some teenagers who came together in groups of three and four.     

There were also women in their mid-twenties or thirties, who would often glance at Misha and then chuckle at their friends.     

This was nothing new for Misha, but still he had never felt comfortable getting treated like this, especially now that he was standing in front of the women's restroom.         

"Mika? Are you done?" asked Misha after five minutes had passed and his little girl still hadn't returned. "Mika?" he raised his voice again.     

There was no sound from inside the bathroom and this made Misha worried, based on what he saw, it seemed no one else had entered the bathroom except for Mika now.     

Thus, when he saw Richard walking toward him, he immediately waved his hand and called out to his personal assistant.     

"You wait here and don't let anyone in," Misha said.     

"What?" Richard's eyes widened greatly when he heard that. "This is a public restroom, how can you tell me to block other people from going inside?" For Richard this was an enormous task, far more than the annual evaluation that required him to work overtime. "Are you going to go inside?"     

Richard stopped Misha before he stepped inside and shook his head vigorously.     

"You want your reputation to be ruined if someone else finds out that you are Misha Tordoff? And have a photo of you going into the women's restroom spread all over the internet?" Richard looked at Misha and there was horror in his eyes.     

"You can deploy our PR team if that happens," Misha said lightly, which meant another extra job for Richard.     

"No no no, you can't go inside, mind your reputation."     

Right now, Misha wasn't thinking about his reputation. All he could think about now was his daughter not answering his calls and Kia's reaction if something happened to Mika.     

After all this was the first time for Kia to allow himself to take Mika with him, therefore, he had to take good care of the little girl.     

"Then you can just step inside in my stead if you're so worried about my reputation" Misha said firmly.     

Instantly Richard's face reddened and he immediately released his grip on Misha.     

"I'll take care of it if there is news about this," he said politely. He didn't want to do this embarrassing act, after all Mika had just gone inside, it wasn't like they had been waiting for more than twenty minutes.     

After that, Misha went inside calling Mika's name again and from one of the stalls, Misha heard her childish voice.     

"Can you help me, please?" Mika said, her voice sounding irritated.     

"What is it?" Misha asked as he got closer to the cubicle where he heard Mika's voice, he knocked on it softly. "Are you okay?"     

Then the cubicle door opened and Mika emerged from there with a face that looked annoyed.     

Misha crouched before her and watched her face carefully. "What is it?"     

"It came off..." Mika said, grumbling.