Beautiful Psychiatric Transmigration

Being a Smart Woman

In the morning, Mr. J woke up from his sleep. The man's gaze immediately turned to the side. However, he did not find Renata's whereabouts there.

Mr. J rose from his sleep, then rubbed his face to collect his life. He glimpsed the phone on the table, then grabbed it. The man's forehead shriveled when he saw the clock still showing six o'clock in the morning.

Then get up to rush out of the room. Seeking the whereabouts of the wife.

Where's Renata going early in the morning like this? Though Mr. J still wants to hug his wife before preparing to go to the office.

Mr. J walked into the kitchen, with his unlucky pillow face still handsome.

However, before reaching the kitchen she finds Renata who is busy in the dining room. Prepare bread for breakfast.

Renata did deliberately wake up early so that she could prepare breakfast for her husband, she did not want to like yesterday who woke up late. She was very sorry, for letting her husband go to the office without breakfast first.

"Dear," called Mr. J, then approached Renata who was now looking up at him.

"Good morning, dear," said Renata, smiling gently.

"Hmm," Mr. J responded only briefly.

"I made breakfast. Sandwich and black coffee."

Renata placed a sandwich and a steaming glass of black coffee on the dining table. Then turn around to go back to the kitchen.

Mr. J still stood firm, then quietly painted a smile. He had been noticed like this for a long time. Seventeen years ago, after the mother died.

Then Mr. J sat down on the chair. He grabbed a coffee cup, inhaled the fragrant aroma of coffee, and sipped it quietly.

There was already no suspicion that Renata had put something strange into it. And proved, if the coffee was so delicious.

The face of the pillow instantly changed in a matter of seconds. It becomes much fresher and brighter. In fact, just watching the wife prepare breakfast for him.

Then Mr. J grabbed the sandwich, then bit it. At least, this time Renata's cooking tasted better than yesterday.

Renata returns by putting a serving of sandwich and a glass of black coffee on the other side of the dining table, for Grandpa Ashton who may soon be down for breakfast.

"Have you prepared a dress for your father's anniversary tomorrow?" asked Mr. J to look at Renata.

"I'll wear my old dress."

"Why not buy a new one? And also, why isn't the card I gave you yet?" asked Mr. J. in wonder. She thought, a woman would love to shop, let alone buy a party dress.

"My dress is too much" Renata chuckled softly, "I'll wear it too."

"Hmm," Mr. J just muttered afterwards. He looked down, about to remove the plate from before him.

In that instant, Mr. J felt a finger rubbing his lips gently. Instantly he was glued to the spot, and his mouth stopped chewing. All of Renata's actions did indeed test the heart.

"There is a remnant of mayonnaise attached," said Renata smiling without sin.

The leaflet on Mr. J's heart immediately felt crazy.

After successfully convincing his feelings, his heart became extremely sensitive when it came to Renata. Even the beating of his heart was getting worse. He seemed to panic himself.

In a hurry, Mr. J finished his breakfast, he had to take a bath to calm his feelings. He did not want to look nervous and clumsy in front of Renata.

"Ka──" Renata's words came to a halt as Mr. J stood up from his chair.

"I'm done."

After saying that, Mr. J instantly passed. Leaving behind the confused Renata while staring at the still-full coffee, and the freshly bitten sandwich in half.

"Is my cooking not good anymore?"

Then Renata took the sandwich, and ate it without the king's disgust despite Mr. J's bite marks.

"Enak, really," muttered Renata feeling relieved afterwards.

Renata shrugged his shoulders. She assumed, if Mr. J was in a hurry, because there might be a meeting that requires her husband to come early.

Next, Renata prepared the provisions lovingly and carefully. When he finished, he rushed to the room.

"Darling," call Renata to her husband.

Mr. J was neat with a blue dongker shirt, which Renata had prepared.

"Hmm," replied Mr. J who was visibly focused on putting a tie around his neck.

Knowing her husband was having trouble putting up a tie, Renata rushed to the spot where her husband was standing, and took over the tie that was in Mr. J's hands. Then help to put the tie.

"It's decided. I'll help you put a tie on every day" Renata said at will.

"Come," said Mr. J, either resigned or indeed that was also his desire.

"I've prepared the provisions. You have to take it, yes," Renata said.

"Employed? Am I a son of a Kindergarten?"

Despite saying so, Mr. J does not mean rejecting the provision made by the wife.

Renata only chuckled in response to the other meaningful cold speech. He had indeed gotten a little used to the nature of Mr. J on that one.

"Dear," call Mr. J who immediately gets a response from Renata.

"Yes?" Renata is done pairing the tie.

"I've enrolled you in the best university."

Renata was too shocked, he was even unable to speak. Mr J enrolled himself in college? Renata said he didn't want to go to college. Does your husband know what his heart is?

"Are you ashamed of having a wife who is just a high school graduate like me?" but it was precisely this question that came out of Renata's mouth.

Old J shook his head, "It's not because of that. I just want you to achieve your dream of becoming a Psychiatrist. I don't want our marriage to get in the way of your dreams."

After hearing that, Renata fell silent. He felt touched.

"You must be a smart woman to teach your child."

Mr. J kissed Renata's forehead slowly.

Renata's heart immediately wanted to jump out.

Being a smart woman to teach your child one day, she said?

Instantly the shadow of the black-haired and handsome-faced little boy flashed. Radion──their son.

Will Radion be in their midst again? Oh, Renata misses his handsome son so much.

"Eh? But, why 'your son'? The true 'our son'," Erat Renata set his breath so as not to look nervous.

Mr. J played Renata's hair dangling on his forehead, then smiled faintly, "Yes, our son."

The happy shadow began to seep in. Renata sees himself and Mr. J holding Radion's tiny hand. In that instant he smiled happily.

"Hey, even daydreaming," said Lord J, touching Renata's forehead. It's just, not to the point of causing pain, "I can't understand your suddenly daydreaming path of thought."

"Bustusan.." Renata's eyeballs blinked wide, "You said, if you don't understand my way of thinking."

Mr. J was silent, waiting for Renata to continue.

"Does that mean you're trying to understand me?" Renata blushed in embarrassment, "You turned out to be thinking of me!"

Renata laughed as she looked at Mr. J who looked away, with reddened ears.

"It turns out you're secretly thinking about me!" Renata laughed even harder, the more intensely tempting the husband was.

_To Be Continued_