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Master's Untamed Wife

Love is like a battle... A bloodless battle. And every battle has casualties. But this battle leaves even more torturous wounds. Because the wounds of love are left on one's soul. He might be covered in scars that this battle of feeling left behind, she was the cure he never even knew he was looking for. He hid his emotions in the maze of his heart, but what to do, the wife he brought home, fancies puzzles. ~~~~ Raelle Xiang likes to have everything under her control. Being a CEO, she has always been very calculative. All her life revolved around profits. She'd avoid anything and everything that she couldn't control or calculate; for instance, feelings! Something intangible like feelings were too bothersome for her. Shui Xian has turned cold and aloof after the divorce that left him devastated. With enormous wealth, exceptional family back, he was still considered the ideal man but even after years, he was still single. He chose to bury himself in work to forget the heartbreak and bitterness that someone left behind. But what happens when this cold President gets into an arranged marriage with the feisty CEO? One is broken by love and yet cherishes the pain it brought. The other has always considered love to be a manipulative emotion. One has a cold personality, the other is simply cold. One is all about facts and logic, the other still believe in emotions. With their similar personalities yet contradicting beliefs, what chaos this marriage is gone bring? Will love manage to ignite? **** ~~~~ Contact: Join Discord: https://discord.gg/gwfrsYyc Instagram: amaya_meehee ~~~~ Other Books: "Mr. CEO Loves The Devilish Beauty" "The Inconceivable Flame: A Fallen Angel's Disguise" "Imperfect Desires" "The Moon Mistress"

XiaoMeeHee · Urban
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1387 Chs

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Staying true to her words, Xiang Wai did come to the Zhai Family House with her drinks. However, she didn't enter. Instead, she chose to pick up her brother and took him to her own apartment.

"What is this place?" Xian Weimin asked as he entered through the door.

"It's my apartment," replied Xiang Wai.

Xiang Weimin vaguely recalled it and asked, "The one dad gifted you on your eighteenth birthday?"

"Yup."

"How many days have you even lived here?" he asked. "This apartment must be cursing you for being its owner."

"It's okay. I am used to curses. It doesn't even affect me anymore," replied Xiang Wai as she took out the drinks and placed them on the table in the living room. "In fact, I've managed to place a filter in my ears. I only hear things that I want to hear. The rest goes to the trash folder."

Xiang Weimin chuckled at her response and came to sit down. Placing his crutches aside, he leaned back on the sofa comfortably.