His Cute Wife is a Little Crazy

Unlike the young bodyguard, he was larger, with defined muscles as well as an unpleasant face. In comparison to the petite Emi, he was a towering giant, especially with a menacing look.

Just as he was about to touch Emi’s shoulder, she turned her body and dodged his hand. She stood behind him and grabbed his forearm before he could recover. With a bit of force, she twisted the arm to his back and kicked his knees.

As he fell, a crack sounded from his arm.

Emi felt a familiar blood thirst in her mind when she heard the sound. The thrill of the violence flooded her mind, and she wanted more. She bent her knee and it dug into the man’s back as she applied more force to the broken arm.

The man roared in pain as he lost his will to struggle.

Emi applied more pressure to his back, only barely holding back from dislocating a disc. She mused as she listened to the incoherent begging from the man. She wondered how much force it would take for her to break his spine.

.....

It probably would not take too much.

Her lips quirked up a little as she thought about it. But again, cracking his spine would make him useless. She liked to hear the sound of bones breaking. It would be better if she broke his other arm first, and then his legs.

As for the spine, she could crack it piece by piece.

The crying man did not know what Emi was thinking, but he was a man from the underworld. He could feel the danger increasing as the woman looked at him. He tried to struggle from her hold. But for such a small woman, her strength was immense.

Emi tightened her hold and lowered her head a little.

“You see, it is not necessary to search me for weapons. Weapons are for the weak.” She said in a low voice.

The sound was soft and gentle, but to the man, she was the devil.

“Forgive me. Forgive me.” He cried with tears in his eyes and snot from his nose.

“You see, I have rules of my own. If someone attacks me, I must put them in a hospital. Well, if I am in a good mood.” She replied with a sardonic chuckle.

The man regretted his actions. Yes, there was a rule for checking non-residents who entered, but the rules could not be applied to someone invited by the boss. Moreover, he knew it was inappropriate since she was a lady.

At the time, he just wanted to rough her up a bit and teach her a lesson.

But how could she know he was kicking a rock?

He could only continue begging.

“What is happening here?” A cold voice suddenly interrupted the scene.

The two people looked up and saw Yagi standing on the stairs that led to the door of the house. His handsome face was cold, but the anger was apparent. Emi and the man froze for a moment in silence before recovering.

Emi dropped the injured bodyguard, causing him to scream in pain again.

Before Emi could say anything, the other party started to complain first.

“Boss, this woman is evil!” He shouted, suppressing his pain and standing up. “She must have been sent by your enemies. Look at what she did to me.”

He tried to lift his numb hand to show Yagi his injuries. However, he could not move it. When he turned to check it, he found it was not only broken. A bone was cracked and sticking out of his flesh grotesquely.

He fainted in horror.

Emi’s mind was running a mile a minute as she thought about how to explain the situation. She could say she was defending herself, but it would not explain how she had broken the arm. Perhaps, she could convince Yagi his bodyguard had fallen.

She felt helpless and wronged.

She was not a violent person.

Well... that was not entirely true.

But it was complicated.

“Are you alright?” Yagi appeared before her with quick steps.

He looked at her, from head to toe, before looking at her face for signs of distress. The more he looked, the more he became worried. Emi felt tears welling up as she faced the concerned man. The feeling of being wronged increased.

“Of course, I am not alright.” She said, her face forming a sad pout.

“I will call the doctor right away,” Yagi replied.

Just as he was going to pick out his phone from his pocket, Emi grabbed his hand. She looked at him with her large and moist eyes.

“I am not injured.” She said. “But this is a bad man. He said I had to be searched before entering the house, and I refused. So, he tried to use force.”

Yagi looked at the earnest look on her face as if she was telepathically willing him to believe her. She looked like a child reporting the suffering she had endured. She even pointed at the unconscious man in his pool of blood.

Yagi had never seen such a cute creature in his life.

Looking at her, he confirmed in his heart that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, learning everything about her.

“I am sorry.” He said. “I was not careful, and you suffered. I am glad you are not injured.”

He raised his hand and placed it on her head in comfort. He thought she would slap away his hand in annoyance at the gesture. But instead, she leaned into the touch like a kitten, accepting and relishing the touch.

It showed her trust and reliance on him. The pleasure he got from the interaction was heady, and he was greedy for more.

But he needed to take it slow.

“No one will harm you here ever again.” He added. “Let’s go in.”

Emi nodded obediently. She was no longer that person who had broken a man’s arm.

“Shi, take care of this,” Yagi said without looking back.

Emi turned and found that the young bodyguard who had taken her car was back. He did not seem surprised by the scene before him. His face remained as cold as ever, even as he nodded at the order from his boss.

“Stop looking at him,” Yagi said as they ascended the steps to the house.

“Why? He is cute.” Emi said with a mischievous smile.

“Is he more handsome than me?” Yagi asked.

Emi stole a peek at Yagi’s face and lowered her head, but she did not reply. The young bodyguard, Shi, was adorable like a small furry animal.

But Yagi was something else.

He was the king of the jungle.