Master's Untamed Wife

Chapter 833 I Should Be Proud

　　"I can be your personal nail artist as well," he replied. "Don't worry. I'm multi-talented."

　　"But who said I want to wear nail paint? Have you seen me wearing it?" she asked.

　　"If not before, we can do it now," he replied. He put her hand on the table and set up his tools. "Besides, I don't feel good seeing you in this dull hospital gown. Since I can't change the color of this, I can do something else to add some colors." He lifted up a nail paint bottle showing her, "Look, I brought your color. Red! Perfect for you!"

　　"It contains harmful particles," she stated.

　　"Relax! This is the best non-toxic nail polish," told Shui Xian. "I got it personally from the brand. Had to ask an acquaintance to get this. But it's worth it. For now, it's not even on the market. It's exclusively for you."

　　When he attentively started painting her nails, Raelle only had one thought on her mind, 'Her husband has too much time on hand.' 

　　It was because he was free that he was doing all sorts of silly things. 

　　But she had to say, he was very diligent at these silly things as well. The way he was painting her nails was really something she couldn't describe in words. She never thought she'd waste her time on this. 

　　He blew on her nails and grinned. He looked very satisfied with his work. So, Raelle just let him be. Once he was done with both her hands, he gathered his tools and stood up. He picked up a comb to comb her hair slowly and even braided them. It didn't turn out impeccable but it was still good enough.

　　"Where did you learn that?" asked Raelle.

　　Shui Xian put her side braid on her shoulder and said, "I watched online tutorials. I say it's not bad. If you put some effort into it, you can learn anything online these days."

　　"Are you reminding me that I should put effort into learning how to cook?" asked Raelle.

　　"I don't mean that," he replied. "You're good at making money. You do that. I can cook."

　　"The way you're talking, it sounds like you're ready to be a househusband," said Raelle.

　　Shui Xian held her shoulders and looked at her, "Oh, I like the sound of that."

　　Raelle put her index finger between his brows and pushed him away saying, "But I don't like the sound of that."

　　"What a shame," was his response. He looked at her face carefully and said, "You're still very pale because of your health. Let's add some blush."

　　"I'm in the hospital as a patient," reminded Raelle.

　　"And I want you to be the prettiest patient around," he replied. "What's wrong with putting on some makeup?"

　　"What did the doctor tell you earlier?" asked Raelle. Shui Xian's movements paused when he heard her question. "You started being sillier since you came back after seeing the doctor."

　　"The doctor said you're recovering well," answered Shui Xian. "I promise, that's what she said."

　　"What else?" asked Raelle and Shui Xian licked his lips but didn't continue. "She told you to make me happy?" Shui Xian raised his brow at her. "She must have also said that you need to pay attention that I don't fall into depression during this phase or get irritated or get some mood swings. After all, this is a sensitive period for a woman."

　　Shui Xian gaped at her, "How do you know? Were you eavesdropping on us?"

　　"I don't have to," replied Raelle. "It's pretty obvious she said something along these lines. You see, I understand psychology very well. I spent way too much time with psychologists and spent the other time trying to understand human psychology. Do you really think I don't know what women go through after a miscarriage? Women are more prone to depression. Especially when it involves pregnancy."

　　"Indeed, my wife is knowledgable," commented Shui Xian. 

　　"But what are you worried about? Don't I look fine? I think I'm mentally very strong," said Raelle. "I won't break and crumble down with one setback in life. It's not the first setback of my life either. So what if I'm a genius, I've seen my fair shares of failures. I think it's you whose mental health is worrying."

　　Shui Xian squinted his eyes at her, "The doctor said, even if the patient looks fine. Sometimes we can't be sure if they are really fine."

　　"Hmm... Because there is a thing called smiling depression," said Raelle. "A person seems happy and well but could still be in depression. And you seem to fit that description more than me."

　　Shui Xian sighed, "Then isn't it good? I'll keep doing all these silly things for both of us?"

　　"I didn't stop you," answered Raelle. "Anyway, I'm here. You can do whatever you want."

　　Shui Xian smiled at her and nodded his head. He really put a light blush on her cheeks to give them a rosy feeling and applied some lipstick as well. Usually, her lips were naturally red but these days, they seemed a bit white. He didn't like seeing that.

　　"Done! Now, let's go out!"

　　"Out?" asked Raelle. "We are getting discharged?"

　　"No!" he burst her bubble immediately. "We are just going for a walk as promised. Didn't I say I won't lock you in the room all the time?"

　　"Oh..." responded Raelle.

　　He held her hand and pulled her out saying, "Come, it's time for me to show off my beautiful wife and make all those patients jealous of how pretty my wife is even in a hospital gown."

　　"You really have a weird way of finding happiness," said Raelle.

　　"My happiness is you," he told her as he touched her nose. "So anything related to you makes me happy. Especially when I get to show you off."

　　"It's me who got the good genes, what are you proud about?" she asked.

　　"It's me who got you as my wife," he replied. "I should be proud."