His Cute Wife is a Little Crazy Chapter 671

Chapter 671: SCARY MOVIE

As Emi drove ho, the turbulent feelings in her heart continued building up. She could still see Yagi’s cold face in her mind, questioning her. That image was replaced by the apologetic look and the words he said before she left.

She could not understand how things fell apart.

But maybe it was for the best.

She should have known things would not go right at the Yagi household after encountering that filthy man at the door.

In any case, she was not going back there. It was a good thing to be disappointed after this visit. She knew in her heart that she had already taken a liking to Yagi from the mont they t. And it was not a good thing for her.

She never believed in love at first sight. She still did not.

But as a psychologist, she could not deny the idea that when two people t, a spark would ignite sotis. The spark would die out without nurture or be extinguished through words and actions. And sotis, that spark would turn into a roaring fire.

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If she continued on the sa path, she would be burned.

If she were wise, she would have cut herself off from Yagi after she t him that first ti in her office. She should have tamped out that flicker of attraction imdiately.

Without the spark, she might have had a longing in her heart, and she might have wondered what could have been. But she would not be feeling the lump in her throat just because he was a little harsh with her.

The worst part was she understood the reason he jumped to conclusions and spoke coldly.

But she could not make her heart ok.

Emi drove ho without stopping. Her ho was in a different neighbourhood, but it was still quite close. The traffic flow was light, so she arrived without a hitch. She parked her car in the garage, sighing as she walked to her door.

When she entered the house, she felt like sothing was off. The door was locked as usual, and she could not find signs of anyone having entered the house. Naturally, she did not expect the housekeeper to co on a Saturday as per her agreent with her family.

Her eyes narrowed as she took off her shoes and wore fuzzy slippers. Maybe, she was just a little on edge because of what happened earlier. She was just being hypervigilant. It always took a while for her to get out of a funk after fighting.

She picked up the remote control and turned on the TV as usual. She expected to hear the usual sounds of the reality TV channel she was listening to before she left the house earlier. However, instead, she saw a horror movie flick playing.

It ant that soone was playing the movie and paused it before putting the TV to sleep.

A girl’s scream sounded through the house as the slasher movie continued, following the usual trope of the killer chasing his victim. Naturally, the girl being chased kept looking backwards and stumbling over her own feet.

Emi walked to the TV stand in the living room and lightly touched the back of the screen. The material was slightly warm, indicating soone had been indeed watching the TV just before she ca into the house.

She did not turn off the movie.

Instead, she decided to find the culprit first. She checked the living room, the cloakroom and under the stairs for signs of life. No one was there. She moved to the kitchen and looked at the neat and clean surfaces.

Nothing seed out of place until she saw that one of her kitchen knives was missing from her novelty holder. The little knife block was in the shape of a stone with an inscription on a plaque at the bottom. ‘One who pulls the sword from this stone shall be the King of the Kitchen’.

She smiled and took out a knife from the little rock like she was King Arthur holding the Excalibur. It was better to fight fire with fire. She looked around the kitchen and caught a little clue. The pantry door was a little open, probably because soone was watching her.

She walked to the pantry and kicked the door without warning, exposing a masked person. Well, it was more accurate to say the individual was shrouded. They wore the classic costu of the Ghostface killer from the old slasher movie, Scream.

Emi confird her thoughts about the intruder.

“What is your favourite scary movie, Little Emi?” The person asked.

Emi scread and threw the knife to the ground. She turned and started running from the pantry. She looked back and saw the shrouded man walking towards her. She scread again as she entered the living room before falling to the carpeted floor.

“How about we play a ga, Little Emi? If you win, I might let you go.” The masked man lood over her. “Who is your favourite family mber?”

Emi paused for a mont. “I think it is definitely Sister Yasha.”

“You lose.” The man said. “Ti to tickle.”

“No! No, no, no!” Emi scread and rushed to crawl away before her feet were attacked. Even the re threat of her feet being tickled was too scary. It was childhood trauma from being tornted by her older siblings. And they all still used her fear against her.

“Give the right answer.” The masked man asked again, still threatening.

“Big brother Inei is the best! He is the most handso and powerful man in the world. He is not childish at all.” Emi declared.

The man removed the Ghostface mask, exposing a gorgeous face. And the word gorgeous was right because his features went beyond handso. It was the kind of face that made one believe in the power of Helen of Troy.

“Who are you calling childish?” He asked.

“Unmask yourself again and say: I would have gotten away with my plan if it weren’t for you ddling kids.” She laughed heartily, almost forgetting about her earlier troubles.

Inei stretched his hand and pulled her up to stand up before hugging his sister. Even though she was all grown up, she was still their family’s baby. They all missed her, but they also wanted her to pursue her interests.

The short hug ended abruptly as Inei pushed Emi away and looked at her face.

“You have a light scent of blood.” He asked with dark eyes. “Have you been fighting?”

Emi froze with one thought in her mind.

Was her brother a bloodhound?