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Chapter 1298 Tobirama: Keep that fried cat away from my wife 84(1/2)

"lady……"

"lady?"

"lady!"



"!!!" Uchiha suddenly came back to his senses. Knowing that his sudden change of expression probably frightened the servants, he quickly added, "Hug, I'm sorry, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable." She said, while

He returned the fan to the other party and said with a forced smile, "It's a very beautiful fan. Since your husband bought it for you, you should cherish it."

"...Yes." The servant took the fan with both hands and said worriedly, "Madam, since you feel so uncomfortable, why don't you go back and lie down?"

"...Well, well, that's exactly what it should be." Uchiha nodded, and then stood up with some staggering, stumbled towards the house, and pulled the paper partition door of the bedroom closed with one hand. She knew that she

Her actions would definitely arouse the suspicion of the servant and the guards in the house, but... she really couldn't control herself, because... because...

Her legs were so weak that she suddenly fell to the floor, her hands holding the floor shaking.

No, not only her hands, but her whole body was shaking unconsciously at the moment.

Hai...Haikawa-kun is still alive...?

That secret text... that secret text... Back then, Mr. Haichuan told her personally that only the two of them in the world knew about it.

And those two sentences——

When? Where?

Clearly... it was answering the secret message she left in the beach house.

That is to say...

Haichuan Jun is not only alive, but also went to that hut by chance.

He is still alive...

Very good……

He is not dead, he is still alive!

Uchiha covered her mouth with a belt and showed an expression of great joy, but she couldn't help but whimper - because her emotions changed so much, she was crying and laughing all at once, as if she was going crazy.

But...

but,

Haichuan Jun is still alive. He saw the message she left unintentionally. He also asked her, "When and where will we meet?"...

Then, she...

The next second, Uchiha's expression froze.

She...what?

How is she...?

Can she... be able to respond?

Intuition, reason, emotion... everything told her that Master Madara would never allow this. It would be fine if she never got it, but now that she has relented, now that she has failed to stick to it,

Now that he thinks he is bound to win, if she says to him, "Haichuan-kun is still alive, I want to see him," then...

He might tear Haichuanjun to pieces with his own hands.

Although she wanted to comfort herself by saying "he won't", but... he will, he will definitely do it.

A man with a proud and domineering nature would never allow his favorite "prey" to escape. Perhaps... from the moment he confirmed it as his "wanted thing", she was destined to not be able to escape.

, unless she has the strength to confront him head-on.

"..."

Although I don’t know how Mr. Haichuan escaped from the murderous hands of the Hojo family back then, he has already faced a desperate situation because of her. Could it be said that she wants to kill him again?

and……

After so many years, Mr. Haichuan should have gone home a long time ago, should have a new life long ago, and maybe...

Is she going to completely ruin it all again because of her own selfishness?

No……

No!

She can't be so selfish...

Uchiha bit the side of his palm nervously, trying hard to comfort himself: since Haichuan-kun has never looked for Megumi in so many years, since Haichuan-kun used this dignified way to convey information after seeing the secret text.

She, that means that Mr. Haichuan should not know her current "identity" and whereabouts, and he will never come to Uchiha to look for her. As long as he doesn't come, then he is safe.

and……

Being able to pass it on in this way means that he should be doing well now.

She was wrong, she was really wrong, she shouldn't have left a secret message on the beach just because of her temporary mood, once again giving false hope to Haichuan Jun who may have been living a peaceful and stable life.

but……

She closed her eyes tightly and thought with a painful expression: What happened back then...how did Mr. Haichuan understand it? Did he think "she was kidnapped", or did he think "she betrayed him"? If it was the former, it would be

Forget it, if it's the latter... If it's possible... If it's possible, even if it's no longer possible to disturb his life, she really wants to explain it to him clearly.

She didn't.

She really didn't betray him.

At least, not back then.

but……

Can she really say no now?

After learning about his "death", she began to have feelings for other men without authorization...

Does he really still have face in front of him?

A despicable woman like her...

Under the excitement, Uchiha suddenly felt a sweetness in her throat. She quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth. The next second, she coughed several times in succession, directly...

Vomited blood.

She stared blankly down at the blood in her hands until she realized that it had spread along her palms to the floor. She quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped the floor as clean as possible. Then, holding her hands in hand, she stood up and ran into the bathroom.

"vomit--"

After vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood into the pool again, Uchiha grabbed the edge of the pool with his hands covered in blood, panting and slowly kneeling to the ground. The first thought that came to his mind was -

Need to clean up quickly.

It must not be discovered by Madara-sama.

Otherwise...otherwise, he would have to worry more.

When she realized this, she couldn't help but be startled again, because... what she should be worried about the most, isn't it that he would vent his anger on the still-living Haichuan-kun and the servant who just handed her the folding fan?

"..."

A woman who has been betrayed is really disgusting.

After being in a daze for a while, Uchiha quickly cleaned up the pool and her hands. After making sure that there was no blood on her body and that the floor of the bedroom had indeed been wiped clean, she dragged herself out of the closet with some effort.

He took the bedding, and then lay down on it exhausted.

It didn't take long.

Sure enough, she heard the man's hurried footsteps.

He would not be like this normally. Due to the ninja's habit, his footsteps were always very light. The reason he was like this at this moment was probably because he was too anxious and worried.

The people he usually arranges in this courtyard are not only protecting her, but also taking care of her. Therefore, as long as he is in the clan and something is wrong with her, someone will definitely notify him. Likewise, no matter what he is doing,

She would also immediately put down what she was doing to see her. So many times, even if she felt uncomfortable, she would really rather endure it by herself to avoid...

Hey, he definitely doesn't find it troublesome.

However, she really didn't want to cause him too much trouble.

"Hitomi!"

With such a cry, Uchiha Madara opened the paper partition door of the bedroom that was closed during the day - she rarely did this, because although she was willing to stay in the courtyard, she did not like to lock herself in a closed room.

In the room, he saw his wife lying on the bed with a pale expression, looking sideways at him.

"...Madara-sama."

"What's wrong with you?" The man walked to his wife's bed in a few steps, knelt down on one knee, and reached out to touch her face. He found that it was cold and hot, which was really not good.

"It's okay..." Uchiha pursed his lips, grabbed the edge of the quilt with both hands and replied in a low voice, "It's probably because he caught a cold, so he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable."

"How do they do things? Wouldn't they advise you to go back when it's cold outside? It's really..."

"Madara-sama." Uchiha reached out and grabbed the man's hand, looked directly at him, and said softly, "Please don't blame others. It's me who is greedy. If you blame others for this," she revealed a small
To be continued...
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