Mr. Ju's Little Wife : My Husband Is Too Kind

"Tell me what happened to you! Otherwise I will punish you". Julian replied, holding Qiara's hands tightly.

"I hate you ... I don't want to talk ... Ummm ...". Not having time to finish her words, Julian covered her mouth with a kiss.

"Ummm...". Qiara tried to break the kiss, but Julian was too strong for her, even though she secretly felt the soft sensation of Julian's kiss.

"Tell me now! If you don't want me to give even further punishment!". Exclaimed Julian after releasing the kiss.

"Why do you always kiss me?". Shouted Qiara again while biting her lip.

"Because you are my wife. So, say now or ...". Julian didn't continue his sentence because of Qiara's gaze. 

"I'll tell you, but let me go first!". Qiara said as she turned her face away from Julian. Without saying anything Julian let go of Qiara and then sat back down on the edge of the bed.

"Tell me what is now!". Exclaimed Julian softly again.

"Why did you sleep last night in my room? I don't want to get pregnant. I still want to go to college and feel like I'm a teenager without anyone knowing I'm married. You're bad! Why did you make me pregnant". Qiara replied while sobbing.

Julian's jaw fell immediately after hearing Qiara's explanation, how could she be pregnant if we hadn't made love. The theory of which says sleeping together can get pregnant. 

"What? Are you pregnant? How come? With whom?". Julian asked in surprise.

"How dare you not acknowledge your own child, I'm pregnant because of you?". Qiara replied curtly.

"Wait! You are pregnant, have you checked?". Asked Julian, trying to take another path to avoid arguing with Qiara.

"Not". Qiara replied, shaking her head.

"Then, how can you conclude that you are pregnant?". Julian asked, confused. 

"Because you slept here last night, they say if a man and a woman sleep together then she will get pregnant". Qiara replied with increasingly louder tears. 

Hearing Qiara's explanation, Julian immediately patted his forehead. He could not understand why Qiara did not understand this kind of relationship. 

Sleep together? How could I possibly get pregnant? thought Julian.

"Why are you silent? Are you already sorry?". Qiara asked sarcastically.

"It's not like that, but you can't possibly get pregnant just because we slept together. After all, this isn't the first time we slept together, we slept together in Japan as well. But wait! Didn't you study SAIN when you were in middle and high school? you don't know that kind of relationship!". Said Julian.

Qiara was silent, she forgot that she had learned about it in SAIN lessons.

"Of course I study, but I don't know the details, because I always run away during those subjects. Why do you ask that?". Qiara replied, looking down in shame.

"Do you want us to have children?". Julian asked again, lifting Qiara's chin.

"What do you mean? Why do you ask that? I told you that I don't want to have children, do you understand?". Qiara replied as she distanced herself from Julian.

"Hahaha ... Never mind, don't think much anymore. I'm going back to the office now! So, don't cry anymore because you won't be pregnant as long as we don't make love. If you want to know what sex is, you can google it. Study carefully! So that you don't misunderstand again. Okay, I'm going!". After saying that Julian smiled as he ruffled Qiara's hair because he found Qiara very cute.

Not long after, Julian stepped out of Qiara's room with a smile that never stopped remembering how innocent his wife was.

Hearing Julian's words, without hesitation Qiara immediately searched google what sex was all about. Instantly her eyes shuddered with horror after reading it. 

"What the heck? Making love? Said it hurt? How could I want it? I can not imagine all this. I do not want to have children". Inner Qiara as she closed her cell phone in horror. 

After struggling with her mind, Qiara got out of bed feeling bored. In addition, Julian canceled his schedule for studying English so that she was getting bored at home. 

Not long after that she remembered the story of her sister-in-law, immediately Qiara went out to meet the maid.

"Is there anything I can help you with?". The waiter asked when she saw Qiara in front of her. 

"Yes, but can you help me?". Qiara asked while blinking her eyes.

"Just tell me, I'll try to do it for you". Replied the servant.

"Can you tell me where the hospital where my sister-in-law's ex-boyfriend works?". Qiara asked.

"City A's first Elite Hospital". The waiter answered spontaneously, She has so much information that is easy to get because she is not just an ordinary servant.

"Thank you! Oh yeah, you don't tell Julian if I ask about this! If not, I'll make you regret it. Okay then, I'll go now! Because I have somewhere to go". Qiara said as she returned to her room to get ready. 

The waiter only nodded because she was ordered to serve and keep Qiara in a good mood, even though she didn't know where Qiara was going. 

The First Elite Hospital. 

"She still uses her innocence to attract sympathy from others, How disgusting". Jasmin thought, watching the figure of a woman sitting on the patient bed with a sweet smile from a distance. 

"Miss Aliya, how is your relationship with your lover? There is a rumor that you were hospitalized because of depression?". Asked one of the journalists. 

Aliya is Jasmin's best friend in the entertainment world, she is one of the top artists, but she is always in the second level after Jasmin. But she managed to snatch the man Jasmin loves. 

"I still feel unwell to explain it. Therefore, let him explain it to you. Incidentally he is a doctor here and he has been treating me for several days here until I recover". Aliya said in a gentle voice. 

The reporters nodded and couldn't wait for Aliya's lover to arrive.

"Honey! Can you help me?". Aliya asked when the call had been picked up by someone on the other side of the phone.

"What's the matter? Do you still feel sick?" Ask the person on the other side of the phone. 

"Please go to my room, help me explain everything to the reporters!". Aliya replied spoiled.

"OK".. After saying that, the person on the other side of the phone hung up.