Master's Untamed Wife

After Raelle came back to the bedroom, the cellphone was still ringing in her hand. Well, she had to say, the caller was either persistent or just plain mulish. Whichever it was, she definitely didn't like the sound of this ringtone.

While Shui Xian could just ignore a phone call, she couldn't. She'd rather take the call and let the other person know that she wasn't interested in talking instead of ignoring like that and letting the other person take blind shots. That wasn't her style.

After pondering for a while, she decided to just take this call. After all, she had already taken enough calls for today. One more won't make much of a difference here. One more or one less, who cares? It definitely can't shake her belief that phone calls were troublesome!

With that thought in mind, she took the call. But apparently, every caller had a bad habit around here. Whenever she took the call, no one would allow her to say the first word.

And Raelle didn't have a habit of cutting between people's sentences. Even if someone was insulting her, she'd let them finish before attacking herself. And that was especially the case when she was unfamiliar with someone.

Right now, as soon as the call connected, she could hear a voice filled with the grievance, "Ge, why are you ignoring me? Aren't I, your one and only sister? You always said you'd stand by my side. How could you also turn your back on me now? Don't forget, I only have you!"

The girl's voice grew softer and she even sniffled indicating that she must have been shedding some tears. Such a pity that Raelle didn't even give a damn about someone's tears.

"Oh, I'm sorry," began Raelle in her usual aloof tone. "But it seems you'll have to pour out your grievance before your brother who for now isn't interested in talking to you."

"You..." Shui Sying's words faltered a little. She seemed to be confused for a while before she said, "Oh, right. My brother has married again. You must be his wife but why do you have his phone?"

Raelle put the phone on speakerphone and placed it on the bed before falling down on the mattress with her iPad in her hands. She definitely wasn't gonna waste her time with just this phone call. As she laid on her stomach, she supported her upper body up with her elbows while her legs were raised up as she swayed them carelessly.

"You just said it yourself, he's my husband," replied Raelle matter-of-factly. "If I won't have his phone, who else can have it?"

"What kind of a wife are you if you don't know that your husband takes his privacy very seriously?" retorted Shui Sying in a slightly raised voice. "How can you just take his phone? Even if you're suspicious of him, at least, use your brain and stop trying to fish out information through his phone."

Those words had little to no effect on Raelle whose legs were still moving back and forth in the air carelessly and yet in a rhythmic manner while her finger continued to scroll through the information before her.

And since she was so focused, she didn't realize that Shui Xian had opened the door of the bathroom but paused the moment he heard his sister's voice almost echoing in his bedroom. For a moment, he actually thought she was in his bedroom.

"What is your relationship with Xian?" asked Raelle.

Shui Sying frowned at her question, "I am his sister! Can't you understand that?"

"Oh, it seems you're the one who has some kind of misunderstanding here," replied Raelle offhandedly. "You might be his sister, but I'm his legally wedded wife." Shui Xian looked at her with his eyes widening ever so slightly. "Between you and I, the one who is allowed to live in his room and sleep on his bed is actually me. And I believe a person's bed is considered their most personal thing." She tapped the screen of the iPad thoughtfully as she continued, "How much seriously I take my husband's privacy is my matter because I am his wife. As for you, let me give you a piece of advice free of cost, if you're Xian's sister, act like one. Stop trying to find faults in your brother's wife whom he chose to marry himself."

"You!" Shui Sying's voice was broken but filled with rage. "My brother would never marry someone like you if it wasn't because he was forced by his father!"

Raelle exhaled a breath, "What is he? Three? He is a grown-up man. No one can force him to do something he doesn't want to do himself. It's not like Bà tied his hands and legs to drag him to register this marriage. As I said, he isn't a three-year-old that you can lure with candy in hand." She took a brief pause before adding, "Why Xian married me is something only I'd know best. Your opinion is neither needed nor appreciated."

Shui Xian covered his mouth to hold back his laughter and leaned against the doorframe with his eyes shining with a gentle light. He just couldn't look away from his wife. Indeed, no one can win a battle of wits with her.

It took a while for Shui Sying to even comprehend her words. Her breathing was rough as she snorted, "Oh, then you tell me why he married you? I'm quite interested in knowing what my brother saw in you to actually start this cold war with his one and only sister for you."

Raelle put down her iPad and replied, "He married me because I took his breath away with my astounding self."

"I have never seen a more self-centered person than you!" shouted Shui Sying.

"Oh, please! I wouldn't want to take your title," replied Raelle calmly.

"What do you mean?"

"Even a blind would be able to tell that between you and I, the more self-centered one is you. If that wasn't the case, you wouldn't be holding your petty ego between yourself and your brother." Raelle untied her hair and let them cascade down slowly as she continued, "Earlier you said, I'm the reason why you're brother is ignoring you. So, let me enlighten you now while I'm feeling good, the one between you and your brother isn't me. Definitely not me. It's your own stubbornness."

Raelle didn't give the other person a chance to speak as she said her concluding words, "My Yanyan says when stubbornness comes between two people, it just makes their relationship sad." With that, she said goodbye, and wishing the other person a 'goodnight' she hung up directly.

And that's how ladies and gentlemen our Raelle came to the concrete conclusion that phone calls are tiring especially the personal ones. Business calls would never feel this tiring. So now we had two categories, Business calls from now one are considered 'Troublesome' while personal calls have managed to climb a rank and become, 'Mega Troublesome!'