While there was quite a commotion, unlike the crazy woman who was dragged to the police station, we were able to return home without any issues.

    The police officers mentioned that there was no need to put us in custody, but with the assault and even death threats, we couldn’t just stand by.

    Right, that’s right. Who would have thought she would go as far as threatening to kill me just because I revealed myself as our master’s wife… Honestly, I was just dumbfounded, not scared at all.

    But that twisted face fueled by evil intentions is hard to forget.

    Well, what can we do? The police officers confirmed that we had been living together for the past six months.

    In addition, we are innocent!

    “It’s going to sting a bit.”

    “I know~ Let’s hurry and get this over with… Ouch, that stings!!”

    Regardless, the first thing we did when we got home was administer first aid.

    On the way back, our master insisted on going to the hospital for treatment, but I have a reluctance to go to the hospital for just a minor wound. It’s not something to brag about or show off to others.

    Besides, only our master can touch my body freely.

    But that crazy woman dared to…

    “…Master, I have something to say.”

    “To me? Sure, go ahead.”

    “In the future, no matter who the other person is, please don’t hit women. Got it?”

    I still remember it. The moment she threatened to kill me, and then received a slap from our master, falling to the ground and crying out.

    Honestly, while our master used violence for my sake, I couldn’t feel any sense of satisfaction.

    There’s a difference between a woman hitting a man and a man hitting a woman.

    It was fortunate that she was thrashing around like a madwoman, quietly passing out, otherwise our master could have become a criminal.

    “Women hit, I’ll do the hitting.”

    So, the man is the master. Saying that, the shadow on our master’s face gradually disappeared. Even though he pretended not to care, I knew he was paying attention.

    He’s become so kind. My man.

    “Feeling better now?”

    “Yes! Thanks to our master, I already feel much better.”

    It stung a bit, but thanks to our master’s meticulous care, sitting comfortably on the living room sofa, it seems like the pain has disappeared.

    A good person who meticulously disinfects every nook and cranny and neatly applies bandages. It’s hard to believe that such a delicate man is my master.

    “Haha, you’re exaggerating.”

    When he said “exaggerating,” I opened my eyes slightly, and our master made a awkward expression, avoiding eye contact. Yes, you just made a slip of the tongue. It’s not an exaggeration, it’s a clear fact! Return my touched feelings!

    “Sorry, sorry. Let go of your anger. Your pretty face is getting all wrinkled.”

    “Huh, huh…”

    Here we go again. Are you going to cheat recklessly again? This time, you won’t get away with it!

    “Mr. Kang Sunwoo, you are under arrest!”

    “What’s going on all of a sudden?”

    Pretending to handcuff our master’s arms with both hands, he obediently nodded as I playfully smiled.

    “Please be quiet, Mr. Kang Sunwoo! You are under arrest for abusing your powers!”

    Pulling our master’s hand and pretending to handcuff him, I climbed on top of him as he fell onto the sofa, pressing down on his broad chest with all my strength to subdue him.

    “Alright, from now on, you cannot exercise your right to remain silent, and your words can be used against you favorably, and you can dismiss your lawyer. If you cannot dismiss your lawyer… huh?”

    Is this right? I don’t know how the police usually talk when they arrest someone. I must have heard it before.

    “Pfft! You fool, how can you dismiss a lawyer you haven’t even hired?”

    Chuckling, my husband tried to hold back his laughter. As I silently stared at him, he cleared his throat and continued speaking.

    “No, no. You can exercise your right to remain silent, your words can be used against you in court, and you have the right to appoint a lawyer.”

    “Oh… was it like that…”

    Kindly explaining that it’s called the Miranda rights, my husband gently patted my head as I hung my head in embarrassment.

    I should have thought before speaking, how embarrassing…

    “But husband, you just called me a fool!”

    Although I did say something foolish, hearing it to my face is quite hurtful.

    Being treated like a fool by my own husband? Unable to contain my anger at being called a fool, I grabbed a cookie from the table and threw it at him.

    How dare anyone call me a fool!

    “Ah! What are you doing all of a sudden?”

    The cookie that hit my husband’s neck fell down and slipped into his shirt.

    Startled, my husband stood up and frantically tried to remove the cookie and crumbs from his shirt. He probably didn’t expect the cookie to end up inside, but it turned out well.

    “Hehe! Direct hit!”

    “What?”

    Oops, I blurted out my thoughts. My bad!

    Raising my arms in a victory pose, I looked at my husband, who was staring at me in disbelief.

    Seemingly realizing my mistake, my husband put on a serious face and said, “Let’s try this, shall we?”

    Picking up the fallen cookie from the floor, he threw it at me and then ran towards the kitchen.

    The flying cookie hit my shoulder, but since I was wearing clothes, I didn’t feel much pain, just a bit annoyed.

    “Oh! Running away like a coward? Come back here!”

    Shouting at my husband, I grabbed a handful of cookies from the basket and chased him into the kitchen.

    Although he was hiding behind the dining table, my husband was trapped in the house. He should know better than to try to escape while I’m around!

    “Honey, wait a moment. You’re not planning to throw all of those, are you?”

    It’s too late to stop me now.

    “Have you ever heard the saying that the hunter becomes the hunted?”

    It’s payback time.

    “Alright, just wait a moment! You started this first— Agh!”

    Protecting his head with his arms from the flying cookies, my husband crouched down. Well, if you aim for somewhere other than the head, it might work better. And with his broad muscles, staying still might make him an easy target.

    “Ouch! Wait a minute! How long are you planning to keep throwing?”

    “Hahaha! I made plenty today, so there’s still a long way to go!”

    “Ugh, seriously!”

    With a mischievous grin, my husband picked up the fallen cookies from the floor and started throwing them again.

    Under the onslaught of my husband, I was pushed back, but I sharpened my front line and turned the dining table into a fierce battlefield.

    “Ah! Where are you aiming right now!? Sneaky!”

    “Sorry, I didn’t mean to do that on purpose!”

    Although he said that, the cookie that just flew hit my chest pocket exactly and bounced off, so half of what he said was a lie.

    “Ugh… It got all crumbled inside my clothes. It feels gross.”

    “It’s just a snack. Besides, you started it first… Wait! Why are you taking off your clothes again?!”

    As I took off the apron full of cookie crumbs, I could see the pupils in my husband’s eyes widen.

    “I can’t stand the crumbs inside my clothes.”

    And it’s more comfortable to walk around the house without clothes. Smiling at my husband, as I unbuttoned the rest of my clothes one by one, his mischievous face gradually disappeared, and my favorite man’s face began to emerge.

    He spoke up.

    “Do you know, honey? You get punished if you play with food.”

    Feeling a jolt of electricity from the sudden serious tone and the mention of punishment, I tried to act nonchalant and said to my husband.

    “It’s just a snack, right? Since you played with food too, you should get punished.”

    As I looked into his fierce eyes filled with desire, the male in front of me began to approach step by step.

    Despite the shivering sound of his footsteps making my spine tingle, my body heated up as if anticipating the punishment from him.

    “Is that so? Then… tonight will be long.”

    “Yes, please… punish me…♡”

    *

    Feeling grateful towards my husband for punishing me for my mischievous behavior, even though he played the same prank, it was all my fault. I had no right to punish my husband.

    With that mindset, I endured the harsh punishment of falling asleep like a defeated warrior once my husband finished, only to wake up and be teased again, repeating the cycle for hours.

    “───────────!?!?♡♡♡♡”

    Exchanging deep kisses, my husband, holding onto my waist firmly, delivered the final blow.

    Exhausted, my husband collapsed as if embracing me.

    I held onto his hand tightly, but I couldn’t resist the overwhelming drowsiness that followed, and I gently closed my eyes.

    “Ugh… Huh…?”

    After a while, a change came over my body.

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