the accounting manager's housewife | mysta rias

episode thirty-four

EPISODE 34

"where were you, guys?" the lady was only looking at her food and closing her eyes every time she inserted her food in her mouth.

it was y/n who asked shu, mysta, lottie, and luca, who were all panting and catching their breaths as she ate in the dining room only by herself.

"i... we..." mysta was almost fainting while catching his own breath. "..fuck! it was this damn bitch's fault!" mysta yarned and suddenly pulled lottie's hair.

"ow you stupid bitch! let go!!" lottie grabbed the detective's hair back.

"mysta!" shu called and helped mysta. luca groaned and helped lottie as well.

y/n took a sip of her tea.

but they were all paused and frozen when y/n suddenly brought her cup back onto the glass table, the tea cup creating a sharp sound and completely breaking.

mysta flinched. maybe because of the sudden fear he's feeling towards his wife, or maybe because he saw how her hand bled and she couldn't care less.

"boys."

"sorry." luca and lottie immediately said.

y/n hummed and motioned to a servant. the maids immediately took the broken teacup and gave y/n a handkerchief.

"a handkerchief? what's that going to do to her hand? heal her? does that have magic?" mysta sarcastically said as he marched towards y/n.

"get us a first aid kit." y/n ordered.

while the maids scurried to get her a first aid kit, y/n motioned the three other boys to stand on the opposite of the table, right in front of her.

"where have you guys been?" y/n asked strictly, her injured hand in mysta's care while the other on the table. "did you know how worried i was? as the eldest sister of the house, i am to be the most worried about your safety."

tap, tap, tap. her fingers tapped on the table as she talked.

the three's eyes widened a bit before they secretly glanced at mysta.

at mysta, who was frozen in cold blood while staring at his wife's tapping fingers.

the kaneshiro morse.

mysta can understand the kaneshiro morse.

tap, tap, tap.

keep my husband out of your businesses. she said.

"you guys never said anything about hanging out. i know i am only my husband's wife, but please, at least tell me before i die worrying for his safety."

tap, tap, tap.

shu's eyes turned blank and lifeless as he stared at y/n's tapping fingers.

i will not tolerate this. i'll have a word with you all later. you think i'll go easy on you? leave my husband alone you motherfucks—

"shu!" mysta exclaimed when shu suddenly punched the table. it didn't just startle mysta and the other two, but also y/n.

"excuse me?" y/n asked, offended, but her tapping continued.