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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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1427 Chs

Cute Little Demon

After hanging up the call with Raelle, Hyson had a helpless smile on his face but that hint of worry between his brows couldn't be overlooked. He continued to stare at his phone screen even though the phone call had long ended. That uneasy feeling in his heart was really bothering him since this morning. 

Taking a deep breath, he took the ointment from the side that his manager gave him earlier and unscrewed the cap. He wasn't lying to Raelle when he said that mosquitoes played him well last night. Looking at his forearm littered with mosquito bites, he pouted unhappily. These mosquito bites on his fair skin really didn't look good.

He was always such a good boy. Why did he have to suffer through this torture?