Master's Untamed Wife

Chapter 886: Drive Me Crazy

Chapter 886: Drive Me Crazy

When Raelle reached Tang Hebe's ward, the doctor came out. The doctor politely nodded and Raelle also gave him a nod in return. She entered the ward and looked at Tang Hebe.          

    

Seeing Raelle, Tang Hebe's expressions changed. For no other reason but that she was a little scared of Raelle now. She was someone who was always careful with her words but Raelle was the complete opposite of that. A cautious person like her who hid her thoughts deep would be scared of Raelle who was blunt with her thoughts.     

"You're here," Tang Hebe tried to put on a smile but it looked rather stiff.     

"I won't eat you," said Raelle. "Don't look like you've seen a monster."     

Tang Hebe pursed her lips and laughed awkwardly, "You're thinking too much. I'm just surprised to see you here."     

  "Since I'm here, I have my reasons," was Raelle's response. "It's not like we are close enough for us to chit-chat."     

Tang Hebe didn't say anything regarding that. She slowly got down from the bed and walked towards the sitting area in the ward saying, "Let's sit down. Since you're here, you must have something to discuss."     

Raelle followed her lead while looking around, "Where is your son?"     

Tang Hebe's expression turned ugly, "Can you please stop? What are you up to? I'm telling you, even if I can't win against you, I'll fight to the death but won't let you take my son."     

She really looked like the mother hen protecting her chick desperately.     

Raelle actually marveled at her imagination. She really didn't understand how people's imaginations could be so rich. It was very difficult to understand.     

"Are you done?" asked Raelle. "I think you hit your head hard. You need a better doctor. Let me find you one that can get rid of your delusions."     

Tang Hebe pouted, "Do you have to be so snarky?"     

"That was not me being snarky at all," said Raelle. "I'm just stating facts. You should really see a doctor for those delusions. They are unhealthy." Raelle didn't give her a chance before she started, "I asked a normal question, and you..."     

"How can I not?" asked Tang Hebe. "My son had been running off to see you a lot these days."     

"Are you jealous?"      

"Very!"     

"Good!" was Raelle's straightforward answer. "I'll try my best to make sure your jealousy stays alive." Tang Hebe gaped at her as she went on, "After all, they say jealousy makes a relationship more interesting. So, if you live in constant fear of losing your son, you'd do everything to love him more."     

"You! You! How do you even come up with this?"     

"It's your own fault," said Raelle. "Your mind is in overdrive. I am just providing your brain with a direction this time around so that it doesn't work exhaustively and aimlessly."     

"You're just trying to drive me crazy!"     

Raelle didn't deny her words as she went on, "Oh, so you do have some working brain cells."     

Tang Hebe felt like she was being played right now. She was trying to remain calm but somehow Raelle was able to rile up her emotions and now, she really was feeling a little scared of losing her son.      

Not even for a moment did it come to her mind that it was her own son. How was Raelle even gonna steal him? It was all in her own head since she long believed that Raelle was omnipotent so she was capable of everything.      

Raelle was actually observing her closely and she noticed Tang Hebe's fear. Oh, the poor woman was so scared that she was sweating and shaking a little. Raelle wondered if she did too much just now. But then she shook this conjecture and came to the conclusion that Tang Hebe's mental strength was too poor. It was very easy to shake her confidence.     

Tsk. Tsk. She thought it must be tiring for Tang Hebe to live with such low-esteem.         

    

"Why did you come here?" asked Tang Hebe. "If you wanted to see Justin, you could just wait. He goes to see you every day exactly at the same time. And even buys you flowers. He doesn't even give me flowers."     

"Sour!" said Raelle. "I understand those sour words. I think I'm making progress with my understanding of emotions."     

"Are you even listening?"      

"You're talking nonsense," said Raelle. "But I assure you, no matter how pointless your words are as long as I'm sitting with you, I'll give you my attention." She took a pause and added, "Let's not waste my time. My time is precious."     

"What's up?"     

"Where did you adopt your son? Or should I ask whom did you adopt your son from?"     

"I adopted him from an orphanage," replied Tang Hebe hurriedly.     

"Liar!" was Raelle's response. "Do you really think your lies can get to me?"     

Tang Hebe looked at her and gritted her teeth, "Why are you curious about my son? What's with this sudden interest in him?"     

"My interest in him is my business," said Raelle. "I asked you to question. You should think carefully about it and give me an answer as soon as possible. Now, moving on, when we first met at the resort, you said something about you've been meaning to see me. So, I wonder what business you could possibly have with me? And how do you know my mother? I don't think my mother is a kind person who'd help anyone. So, I wonder why did she bring you to the banquet with her? And why did you have to be at that banquet?"     

Tang Hebe felt her head buzzing from all this questioning. Raelle's words weren't slow or fast, she was speaking clearly and at a normal pace but Tang Hebe was feeling like all words were drilling into her mind and messing up her thoughts.      

"Stop!" said Tang Hebe and took a deep breath. "I'll start answering. Give me some space first to think. Don't attack me with all the questions all at once."