The Wife Is A Superstar 4

Chapter 757 - Maria

Lisa was quick to turn the other way so he wouldn't have to look at Jiyong's goading face anymore. If he continued looking at Jiyong for even a second longer, he might have completely lost it and punched his fifth brother in the face. But what should he do about his anger?

He felt like a volcano that was going to erupt at any moment. If he didn't release some of the pressure building up inside him, he would soon explode to the point of no return. So instead of brawling with Jiyong, he chose to kick some of the chairs inside the room.

However, he left his baby girl's piano stool alone, not daring to even scratch it. He could replace any other furniture in their home without any problem but she was extremely protective of all her music and computer equipment. Those were off-limits. There would be hell to pay if they were damaged in any way because almost all of them were customized for her. Meaning, they were one of a kind to fit only her.

Loud sounds of banging and crashing soon filled the entire room. Once Lisa started venting his anger on the poor furniture, a kind of triumphant thrill ran through him and spurred him to become even more violent. Within minutes, he completely destroyed the chairs and even the small table. The vase of flowers lay pitiful and broken on the floor.

He was breathing harder after he was done and his clothes were drenched in sweat. But his eyes were now brighter and his skin was flushed with more vigour. He looked healthier now than he had ever since the construction accident a few days ago.

Jiyong watched the entire scene while continuing to lean his back on the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. Amusement was obvious on his face, the only emotion he was allowing to show at the moment. He had already retracted most of his bloodlust, easing the heaviness in the atmosphere by a lot in an instant. Lisa, however, didn't seem to notice or maybe he just didn't care anymore.

"Feel better?" Jiyong asked.

Lisa ignored him and instead focused on admiring his "handiwork", a.k.a. the destroyed furniture. There was no way of fixing them so new ones needed to be bought, but he would just leave that task to his butler. At least, he felt better now and didn't feel like brawling with his fifth brother anymore who was ceasing to feel like a brother as the minutes ticked by.

"Did you imagine that I was the furniture while you were kicking them around just now?" Jiyong continued to ask, not at all bothered that he didn't receive a reply to his previous question.

This time, Lisa finally responded. He snorted and threw a sidelong glance at Jiyong. "What do you think?"

Jiyong shrugged. "I honestly don't care. Though it's good that you didn't attack me because if you did, I can't promise that I'll hold back and not hurt you. My mood is fucking terrible today. I'm itching for a good fight myself."

"I don't need you to hold back," Lisa said through gritted teeth. "Don't look down on me. You may be physically stronger than me now but I can at least still land a couple of punches or a kick on your arrogant ass."

Devilish laughter rumbled out of Jiyong's chest, as he threw his head back and let out his amusement with no restraints. The atmosphere had now lightened a great deal. Even Lisa's mouth twitched a couple of times as he fought hard not to smile and managed to maintain the cold expression on his face.

"As much as I want to fight someone today, it's not going to be you, Third Brother," Jiyong said after laughing. "My sister will be upset if you got hurt, especially since you haven't fully recovered from your injuries yet. I even heard from my subordinates that she has become quite paranoid and wanted you to wear a helmet and a bulletproof vest?" He started laughing again after saying that.

The twitch in Lisa's mouth intensified. It was getting more and more difficult to stop himself from joining in the laughter. Thus, he chose to focus on the first part of what Jiyong said instead of the latter part about the helmet and bulletproof vest.

"Indeed, Ruby Jane will be upset if I'm hurt," he said. This time, there was no hint of laughter on his face. There was only seriousness. "You said earlier that you want to kill me? Even if you were joking, let me tell you now that if you ever kill me, you'll have to prepare to face my wife's wrath. Whatever weird sibling bond you have and no matter how strong it is right now, it will all be destroyed in the end because she'll hate you. If you hurt me or worse, kill me, Ruby Jane will hate you to death. Mark my words."

That killed Jiyong's amusement in an instant. His expression darkened and even the air around him seemed to freeze.

"Jiyong," Lisa said, no longer calling him Fifth Brother. "I hope that you stamp it inside your head that I, Lisa Manoban, am the person Ruby Jane loves—"

"Maria."

"What?"

"She's Maria."

Lisa frowned. "I know that you call her by that name. I remember you saying that it's her online name when you were game buddies before. But her name is Ruby Jane, not—"

"My sister is Maria," Jiyong said simply, not bothering to provide any explanations.

Lisa's frown deepened. Something flashed inside his mind, a scene where his baby girl said something similarly odd, yet it was gone before he could think more deeply about it.

Jiyong's words for almost their entire conversation had been too puzzling. Lisa couldn't make heads or tails about what he was talking about. Was the man's goal today to mess up with his head?