Such a Rude and Noisy Woman

Chapter 105 The Sequel Of That Night

"It seems that my plan of not having children this year is going to fail..." Hiram said.

His mother was so anxious about her having a baby. She could tell that if she didn't get pregnant within

half a year, Hiram would be urged every day.

Thinking of that Rachel felt a bit shy. She lowered her head, eating and thought why the meal was so

long and not finished yet?

Finally, the meal came to an end.

Not until Rachel and Joanna sent the guests away, could she go back to her own room and take a

break.

It was said that to be the daughter-in-law of a wealthy family was not an easy thing which now seemed

to be true.

Rachel thought she'd better rush to take a bath before Hiram came back. However, when she opened

the wardrobe, she found that there was no pajamas that she could change into.

Except one... which was the silk translucent pajamas bought by her mother-in-law.

Rachel had a habit to sleep in pajamas. Otherwise, she couldn't sleep well. Finally she took the

pajamas after much deliberation into the bathroom.

What would happen had already happened before. There was nothing she should be afraid of.

After bathing, she found that Hiram hadn't come back yet. She took out the hair dryer and dried her

hair, and went to bed.

About half an hour later, when Rachel had almost fallen asleep, she heard the sound of the door

opening.

Hiram walked in and saw Rachel was already in bed. Her eyes were closed which made Hiram think

she might be asleep already. So he didn't disturb her but went out to the bathroom and take a bath.

Thinking that she might have slept soundly, he hugged her and was prepared to hold her all night long.

However, when he touched on her, he was pushed away immediately.

"Are you still awake? I thought you were asleep. Since you're awake, we can talk for a while." Hiram

turned her to make her face him.

"Talk about what?" Rachel turned over, pillowed her head on her own arm, pulled the quilt over herself,

looked back at him and asked.

When Hiram saw that the pajamas which she was wearing looked kind of familiar, his lips lifted and he

smiled.

He knew that the divorce agreement would always be a bone of contention between them. They had to

face it one day, and could not ignore it forever.

"I'm sorry about the divorce agreement. That was not my intention. No matter what I have said earlier, it

was not my intention, " Hiram said. As he said this, he held her hand so that he could tell whether she

was angry or not.

"I don't care if it was your intention or not. What I care for is the final result..." As Rachel answered, she

tried to pull her hand out but Hiram kept holding it tightly.

Hiram seemed to be in disagreement with her and said, "But after all, marriage is a matter related to

both of us. Shouldn't you pay attention to my feelings as well?"

"If so I would like to ask, if Lydia and I were kidnapped at the same time, and you could only save one,

whom would you save?" Rachel looked at him with expectant eyes and asked.

Hiram couldn't help but laugh loudly and replied, "Rachel, I would never let that kind of thing happen."

"I meant if, if that happened, what would you do? You have to give me your answer, " Rachel said

insistently.

Hiram furrowed his eyebrows a little, looked at the stubborn woman next to him with his deep eyes and

said, "I would save you."

"Why would you save me?" Rachel asked.

"Because I can't live without you. If you were to die, I would have to die with you. So, of course I would

save you first." Hiram answered with his hand still tightly holding Rachel's.

Rachel was shocked to hear his answer and didn't know what to say for a moment. She wanted to

accuse him of joking too much, but he looked so sincere.

"Can you please give me one more chance?" Hiram hugged her and continued, "let's go to the court

another day to cancel the divorce agreement. As long as we haven't got the divorce certificate from the

Civil Affairs Bureau, everything will be as same as before..."

Rachel slowly closed her eyes and said, "Hiram, can you please stop forcing me? I still need time."

His cruelty of the other night really hurt her and was still marked in her heart, and she could not ignore

it.

To be honest, if there had been any other choice last night, she wouldn't have forced herself to accept

him and save him.

Because she couldn't stand his touch at all.

"Alright, I won't force you. As long as you know my heart's feelings, that would be enough for me.

Whenever you change your mind, let me know." Hiram kissed her forehead and said in a very low

voice.

Then he gently hugged her closer.

Rachel quietly wiped away the tears from her eyes and said, "Are you free tomorrow?"

Hiram hesitated for a second. His schedule was full for the next day. However, in the next second, he

answered, "Yes, I'm available. What can I do for you?"

"I'm going back to my hometown tomorrow. My mother said that she wanted to see you there. I really

don't want to let her down. But if you are busy, I will explain to her." Rachel asked as she suddenly

remembered the issues that tomorrow would bring.

"No problem. Courtesy demands reciprocity. Since you have helped me today, I will certainly help you

tomorrow, " Hiram answered. Hiram thought and said, "But there is some work that can't be put off. Can

you give me half of the day to finish it first? We can go in the afternoon and come back on the next

day."

Rachel nodded her head. What she was worried about was that he wouldn't be able to arrange his

time. Now that he was available tomorrow, she was content.

She sat up, looked at his bandaged arm and said, "Don't hold me, it's not good to press on the wound."

Fortunately he had worn a long sleeved shirt and covered the wounded arm, Joanna had not come to

know of his injury.

"The wound is not painful, but if I can't hug you, that would really hurt..." Hiram answered playfully,

holding her in his arms as he wanted.

But then, Hiram felt something weird. Because he found out that when she was very close to him, her

body could not help shaking.

"Rachel, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Rachel shook her head and buried her head deeper into his chest without saying anything.

She also felt she was shaking and she could not control it at all.

Last night he had been too intoxicated but today when being close to her, he found that there was

something wrong with her.

"That would be fine." Although Hiram was doubtful, he did not ask her anything directly. He kept his

body a little away from hers and found that her tremor gradually stopped.

Hiram did not dare to hold her till she had slept soundly. But he was worried about her.

The next morning, When Rachel woke up, she found Hiram had left already.

After she had her breakfast she found out from Amy that Hiram had left very early at about 6 o'clock in

the morning.

Rachel thought that he had gone out to work so early probably because he wanted to make time to

accompany her to XH Village.

This man always did something to move her and make it impossible to hate him.

In the afternoon, Hiram kept his promise and accompanied her back to her hometown, XH village.

When Rachel saw what Fannie was doing at home, her tears could not stop falling.

Because they hadn't started till noon, they arrived at almost 5 p.m. which was almost dinner time.

When they came in, they saw Fannie cooking noodles by herself, with one of her arms leaning on a

crutch and one of her legs splaying in front of the stove.

"Mom!"

Rachel put the things she brought on the table and walked to her mother. "How can you cook by

yourself?" Rachel asked her in a dumb voice. "Where is Lily? Hasn't she come to take care of you?" Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Rachel asked.

"Rachel? Are you back already? It's so late. I thought you might not come here." Fannie said, putting

down the noodles, and wiping her hands quickly behind her back. She was a little embarrassed when

she saw Hiram, who had also come.

"Hiram, I'm glad you are here. Take a seat, " Fannie said. Fannie was about to walk with her crutch to

sit on her wheelchair which Rachel had conveniently pushed over towards her.

Hiram stood in the courtyard, quietly looking at the mother and daughter. At this moment, he was not

able to say anything.

"Mom, tell me, where's Lily? I have paid her money to take care of you and I also paid the aunt who

lives next door. Where are they? Why you have to cook by yourself?"

Her mother's leg was too injured to walk on yet. Thinking of the pain she must have been through,

Rachel's eyes turned red and her heart was heavy.