His Genius Wife is a Superstar

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"My dear Evelinochka [1], I heard from your tutors that you aced your Dutch and German language tests. Congratulations, my little princess!"

"Thank you, father," she replied, smiling shyly.

Her mother set her teacup on the table and her frigid eyes looked at her. Her small body trembled under her mother’s intense gaze.

"I heard that you’re not doing well on your shooting and close combat training." Her mother’s voice was cold and devoid of any emotion. "Tell me the reason why."

Her small lips shook, but she forced herself to answer. "Mother, I don’t like shooting and fighting."

"You are a member of the Vetrov family. We, the Vetrovs, must learn all these things whether we like it or not. Do not shirk your duties for such a silly reason ever again. Do you understand?"

She blinked her green eyes, fighting against the tears. She didn’t cry or else she would be punished. "I understand, Mother."

"Now, now. Do not be too hard on my Evelinochka. My little princess is a good girl." Her father patted her golden hair.

Her surroundings started warping once again, and she was now crying and screaming at a documentary on TV while burrowing her little self in the safety of her big brother’s arms.

"Don’t cry, Evelinka [2]," her big brother rubbed her back. "It’s just a bison. It’s not scary at all."

"B-but...the horns are so big and sharp..."

He chuckled. "Don’t worry, my little sister. Your big brother will make sure that no animals with horns will come near you. If they do, I’ll kill them and cut off their horns. I’ll exterminate all animals with horns for you. So don’t cry now, okay?" He wiped her tears.

"O-okay..."

"Good girl."

Her brother’s face shifted into her father patting her head.

"Good girl."

Then it was her mother’s beautiful, ice-cold face.

"Be a good girl and improve your shooting and close combat skills."

The faces of these three warped and interchanged with each other, again and again, faster and faster.

"Good girl."

"What a good girl."

"Be a good girl."

The voices multiplied. They were murmurs at first but gradually became shrieks, screaming "Good girl! Good girl!" at her.

Sounds of helicopters added to this hellish cacophony. Doors banging, glasses shattering. Howling, roaring.

"We have orders. Fire!"

Gunshots.

"No, no, no. No!!!" She closed her eyes and covered her ears. "Stop it! Please stop!!!"

Then a familiar pair of big, warm arms embraced her from behind. The sounds finally stopped. Relieved, she leaned back into the embrace and then turned around to see a handsome face smiling at her.

"Liwei..." She threw herself at him, crying.

He kissed her forehead. "I’m here. Don’t be afraid. We’re together now."

She hugged his waist tightly, afraid that he would leave her alone back to that hell.

"Stay with me, baby," he said.

"Yes."

He ran his fingers down her long hair. "Good girl."

She stiffened and looked up at him.