Master's Untamed Wife

Chapter 907: Go Home

From the early morning, Raelle was looking at her husband busying himself with packing up. Well, he was supposed to do it last night but the siren of his life entangled him and he couldn't do anything else. Sigh! He couldn't even complain since he loved that siren way too much.         

    

"Baby, do you think I'm forgetting anything?" he asked.     

Raelle replied, "You've asked the same question for the third time in half an hour."     

Shui Xian pursed his lips and couldn't say anything since it seemed she was right. So, he lowered his head and thought about it again.     

Raelle didn't even know why he was tiring himself. Why did Master Xian always seem to forget that he had plenty of people working for him? Did he have to do all of this himself? And when she asked him this question, he'd say, 'What's wrong with doing things for my own wife? Why should I ask others to take care of my wife when I can do it myself?'     

Of course, she couldn't argue with that. Even she understood that most women would be very happy to hear that response from their husbands. But she only understood it more after staying in the hospital and hearing how the nurses gushed over her husband. She might have taken her husband for granted all this while.     

She needed to reflect on her behavior from now on.     

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"Okay, we're all set," said Shui Xian. "Let's go home now," he offered his hand to her. Seeing her wearing a sundress, he was feeling very happy. For no other reason than that he didn't like that hospital wear on her. It only reminded him of what she went through. So, this was good. Now, she could wear colorful clothes and just be herself.     

Raelle noticed the obvious happiness in his eyes and silently took his hand.      

Shui Xian's eyes were filled with brilliance once he held her hand in his own. It was just their thing now. Holding hands. He felt like he was happiest when he held her hand in his own. She'd always hold his hand without any hesitation and it almost felt like she'd never let go. This assurance really made him feel intoxicated.      

As they were leaving, Raelle noticed a little boy looking at them from a distance. He held a few chrysanthemum flowers in his hands. It was none other than Justin.     

Of course, Shui Xian also noticed his presence and felt very complicated. This little boy just loved bringing flowers to his wife but he couldn't do anything about it since Raelle didn't mind. It's not like he minded all that much either. At first, he might have been a bit prejudiced since Justin was Tang Hebe's son but during Justin's interactions with Raelle, he understood why Raelle was willing to interact with this young boy.     

The only reason he was feeling complicated was that Justin wouldn't give him a good face but his eyes would sparkle once set on Raelle. He never answered him but would talk until his mouth went dry with Raelle. This was clearly Justin showing his obvious dislike for him and Shui Xian couldn't understand it. He didn't think he was so unpopular with kids.     

"Leaving?" asked Justin in his sweet voice.     

Raelle crouched down before him and nodded, "I'm going home. Don't have to stay in hospital anymore."     

Justin nodded his head. He understood that since she was leaving it meant she had recovered but understanding it was one thing. He was still sad to know that he won't be seeing her every day.      

Raelle seemed to understand what was on his mind, she pointed at the flowers and asked, "These are for me?"     

Justin nodded again and offered the chrysanthemum to her, "I picked it."     

"Thank you!" said Raelle to him. "I'll buy you a gift in return the next time we meet, okay?"     

"No gift," he said.     

"How is that possible?" asked Raelle. "You bring flowers since you like giving them to me. I buy gifts because I like giving gifts. If no gifts, then I won't take flowers next time."     

Justin blinked his big eyes at her. Sending her flowers was his way of icebreaking with her. It was a form of conversation that he thought only she understood and it meant a lot to this little boy who had yet to understand the complexities of life.     

In the end, he agreed, "Gift. I'll take it. You take flowers."     

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Raelle nodded in agreement, "Okay."     

Shui Xian observed their conversation once again attentively. Actually, he heard that Justin was autistic but Shui Xian believed that wasn't the case. He might not be articulate or as hyperactive as most kids his age, he was still sensible. And most importantly, he was very particular about who he wanted to interact with.      

Perhaps, he noticed that Shui Xian didn't like him when they first met so he didn't like him back. But with Raelle, it was different. She could understand him in a strange way. But the biggest reason was, he was also a face-con. Although Shui Xian would say he was handsome, he'd also pick his wife as more attractive one between the two of them. So, he didn't blame Justin's choice at all.         

    

Who asked him to be a wife-slave? He was more than happy knowing that someone appreciated his wife.      

"I'll come to see you again," said Raelle.     

"Okay," said Justin. He thought about it before adding, "Don't get hurt."     

"I'll try my best," responded Raelle.     

Justin waved at her and she waved him goodbye as well. Standing up, she said to Shui Xian, "Let's go."     

Shui Xian glanced once more at Justin before they strode away with four bodyguards following them. These had been around since she was in the hospital and would definitely not leave Raelle out of their sight. They just tried to make their presence minimal. It was only now that they looked high profile while carrying Raelle's stuff with them.