It's Hard to Control My Naughty Wife!

Chapter 800: HOW CAN SHE DO THIS ALONE?

Mika then hiccuped for a few moments, but it was clear that she wasn't as sad as before.     

But on the other hand, Misha looked at Richard with jealousy, which made the assistant scratch his head.     

Wasn't he the one who had asked for help himself? But, why was he now being stared at so fiercely by his boss?     

"Later, daddy will buy you all kinds of equipment for drawing," said Richard, quickly involving Misha in this conversation, because he didn't want to be stared at coldly like this.     

The last time this happened, Misha gave him too much work with impossible deadlines that made no sense for him.     

But, at the mention of Misha, Mika looked like she was about to cry again.     

"Mama got sick because I called uncle daddy…" Mika said sadly and then cried again.     

She must have remembered the incident at that time, when Kia was very angry and cried while hugging herself as she slipped and called Misha 'daddy' in front of Kia.     

Thus, she didn't want to call Misha 'daddy' anymore.     

"It's uncle, not daddy," she said firmly.     

Misha was speechless, he didn't know how to react or persuade her…     

That night, while coming back home after sending Kia to the hospital, Mika fell asleep in the car because she was too tired from crying and not only that, her body became unusually hot. It panicked the whole house.     

No one in the Tordoff residence, in the unit where Misha lived in, slept a wink because Misha looked very gloomy to find his little daughter falling ill. The little girl's fever didn't go down all night.     

"Can't you do something?" Misha said to the doctor who looked very tired, because he wasn't allowed to go home, just in case something bad happened, he had to be on standby near Mika.     

"The temperature will go down. We just need to wait for the medicine to take effect," said the doctor. He had said the same thing thirty minutes ago. He told Misha to take Mika to the hospital, if he was really that worried, but Mika cried when she found out she was going to the hospital.     

Basically, Mika's body condition was weak. Therefore, she had spent a lot of time in the hospitals and now she was afraid to go back there.     

"No, she doesn't want to be taken to the hospital. Look for other alternatives," said Misha firmly and this made the doctor speechless.     

This was just a normal fever that kids of her age usually get, mainly because she was too emotional all day since she had to part with Kia, therefore, it was only natural that she would be a little sick like this.     

Luckily, by the time morning came, Mika's fever had subsided and her body was starting to sweat.     

Even though she was a little dizzy and sleepy, she looked much better and no longer groaned in pain like the night before and her sleep was not restless.     

"Wake up for a bit, okay? After eating and taking medicine, Mika can sleep again," persuaded a babysitter who had been prepared for her. The look of concern on their faces.     

Misha had even prepared three babysitters to accompany Mika so she wouldn't feel lonely because her mother wasn't around and Misha couldn't stay by her side because of work matters that couldn't be postponed.     

Therefore, he prepared about three people to take care of all of Mika's needs, because he himself was not very familiar with the affairs of children Mika's age now.     

But when Mika finally opened her eyes and found that there were many strangers around her, she started to cry again. They were faces she had never seen and this surprised the three women as they struggled to calm her down.     

Then Mika's eyes filled with tears looked around the room and found Misha who was standing not too far from her.         

It wasn't that Misha didn't want to approach her, it was just that he thought the three women were much better at handling Mika than he was.     

It was just that, when their gazes met and Mika raised her hands to him, asking to be carried by him, his heart instantly melted and this made Misha walk over to her and pick her up.     

Mika immediately buried her face in the gap between Misha's neck and shoulder and hugged his neck tightly.     

"Uncle..." she sobbed.     

Even though it wasn't the call that Misha was expecting, he didn't mind now. His little girl could call him anything, as long as she wanted to, then that was the only fact that mattered.     

"Don't cry, what do you want, just say it," Misha said. He didn't know how to persuade someone except to give them what they wanted.     

And even though Misha had read carefully that giving whatever your child wanted was bad parenting, in the current situation, he couldn't help it.     

"I want mom," Mika said in a low voice. She rubbed her face and then cupped her hands on either side of Misha's face. "I want to meet mom."     

"If that doesn't work," Misha said with a painful expression. He couldn't get the two of them together for the time being.     

And hearing the refusal, Mika cried again as she buried her head in Misha's shoulder.     

"Don't cry, you'll get sick again," Misha persuaded. That was what Kia was afraid of.     

If Mika got sick…     

It was not even a question that Kia would immediately run away from the hospital if she heard that Mika was sick.     

Thus, Misha didn't say anything, after all the doctor had already said that Mika would be fine and that it was just a normal fever.     

"Shall we have breakfast? Can't you see there's a cute bunny cake?" Misha then pointed at the tray containing Mika's breakfast and there was indeed a bunny-shaped sponge cake.