Such a Rude and Noisy Woman

Chapter 147 Spit It Out

Rachel looked at the wet carpet with the pill still in her mouth. The glass had been knocked out of her

hand so suddenly that she was too surprised to swallow the pill.

"Spit it out!"

Hiram put his hand under her mouth and stared at her coldly.

"Hiram, " Rachel murmured. She was uncomfortable being stared at that way so she spit the pill onto

his palm.

"What are you doing? I'm just trying to take a pill. We haven't even had a wedding. I don't want to be

pregnant."

Hiram crushed the pill into powder and said, "Don't take it anymore. I changed my mind. It will be better

if we have our child soon."

"Really?" asked Rachel. She looked at Hiram in disbelief. Hadn't he said before that he didn't want a

child in the coming year? Why would he change his mind?

"Don't look at me like that. I'm already thirty. Of course I want to have a kid of my own." Hiram glanced

at her as he shook off the powder from his hand. Then, he grabbed his coat and walked towards the

door.

"Get ready and come downstairs to have breakfast. We can go to work together after that!"

Rachel watched him in confusion as he walked out of the room, wondering what had made him change

his mind. Was it possible that her mother-in-law wanted a grandchild?

Maybe.

At Streams Company...

Rachel was sitting in front of her computer and learning how to draw when Daniel threw a new ID card

at her, walking towards her.

"What? Daniel, that girl you were with yesterday was hot, so why do you look so low?" asked Rachel.

She hadn't looked at what was on her desk yet. She assumed it was another document.

She glanced at Daniel, who was sitting in front of her desk, and said, "Sorry, Daniel. I take back my

words. Take care of yourself."

Daniel rubbed his forehead and crossed his legs. He squinted at Rachel and asked, "Rachel,

yesterday...was that guy your ex-boyfriend?"

"What?" Rachel turned around to glance at him before she returned to her computer and said, "Nope,

we had a few dates before but it didn't work out."

Daniel stood up suddenly and walked towards Rachel. He grabbed her hand which was holding the

mouse and said, "You silly girl. You're doing it wrong. You have to click here before you draw, get it?"

Feeling a little awkward, Rachel pulled her hand away. Daniel was standing so close to her that she

could almost feel his chest on her back. She pushed him away gently with her shoulder and said,

"Okay, I get it. But I'm new here!"

Daniel's brown eyes turned gloomy. He straightened himself up, threw the new ID card at Rachel and

said, "From now on, you'll work in the lower section and get a feel of the Streams Company's working

pace there. You don't need to come back here until next Monday."

Hearing this, Rachel turned her chair and asked, "Why? Why am I going to the lower section? I thought

you asked me to stay in your group and learn from you."

Daniel stepped back and sat on the desk with his arms crossed across his chest. He said, "I'm your

boss. I have my own reasons for my decisions and I don't need to explain them to you."

"Could you just tell me the reason, please? I'll accept the arrangement." Rachel surveyed him, feeling

that there was something wrong with him today.

"You're a quick learner and you're willing to do hard work, so you'll manage to catch up with them.

Working downstairs will help you fit into the working environment in Streams sooner. And it will be

easier for you to get along with other colleagues in the future, "

Daniel said to Rachel slowly. But instead of looking at her while he was speaking, he was staring at his

drawing pen, which he kept spinning around.

Rachel nodded her head and said, "Sounds reasonable. Since I haven't been working for a long time

since my last job, it will be better for me to work downstairs and catch up with them.

So, do I need to go now? All my stuff is here." Rachel pointed at her desk where her personal

belongings were.

Still staring at his pen, Daniel said, "Well, when we confirm the admission, someone will arrange your

working area."

Rachel took her new ID card for the planning department. She hung the card around her neck, packed

her things up and said, "Well, I'm going now. Take care of yourself, Daniel."

Daniel smiled and watched her walk out of the door.

After she was gone, his smile faded. He stood up and sat on Rachel's chair. He could still feel her.

He closed his eyes and touched the earring on his left ear out of habit. He used to think that he was

strong enough not to have feelings for her when they worked together.

But it turned out that it was just his foolish wish for the past two days. He was lying to himself as well as

other people. He just kept falling in love with her.

Getting to talk to her and feel her presence in the office had made Daniel begin to look forward to going

to work every day.

Until last night…

He hadn't found himself falling deeper in love with Rachel until he had felt Hiram's anger. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

If he didn't stop himself immediately, he would soon be the one being warned or even expelled.

Rachel went to the planning department downstairs to register. Daniel had already notified the director.

"I'll call you Rachel from now on. Go over there to see whether they need your help, " said the female

director.

Daniel had informed the team through a phone call that Rachel would be joining them to gain some

experience. They could assign her any task, small or big.

Rachel was familiar with office work like that, so it wasn't a big deal for her.

However, every time there was a newcomer, especially those with a background, there would be

gossip.

"I heard that this new girl is Mr. Zhuo's girlfriend. She'll just stay in our department for two days before

going back to Mr. Zhuo's."

"Really? She's Mr. Zhuo's girlfriend? I heard that Mr. Zhuo dates a lot, but he never has a girlfriend!"

"Come on, you guys! Mr. Zhuo does have a crazy private life. But he is as competent as Mr. Rong

when he gets serious about his work!"

When these three ladies were gossiping during their break, a lady wearing a purple dress walked

towards them and said, "Are you guys done? Mr. Zhuo is my idol. Stop gossiping about him."

"Jessie? Come and join us. We're not talking about Mr. Zhuo! We just heard that the newcomer was

hired by Mr. Zhuo without having to attend an interview. We are curious, so we were discussing it a

little." One of the women who was wearing a pair of glasses grabbed Jessie's arm and invited her to sit

down.

"Stop guessing. I already figured it out. Rachel has nothing to do with my Daniel. The office is their only

connection and they have almost no communication once they get off work, " Jessie said, making

herself a cup of coffee.

"Besides, I heard from our director that Daniel asked us to assign her some tough and tiring tasks. So,

we just need to listen to Daniel and feel free to ask her to help us finish our work!"

She added before getting up and walking back to her desk.

The three ladies gazed at each other without uttering a word. Then they stood up and left the break

room.

Once they got back to their desks, they switched completely to work mode, focusing their full attention

on their job. At Streams Company, if an employee felt tired, he or she could have a ten-minute break.

But once they returned to work, they had to be very careful and serious about their work because their

boss would come to check on them occasionally.

Rachel took a stack of files and went to the copy room. She felt a little tired after working the whole day.

After all, she hadn't been so busy in a while.

"Hello…" Rachel answered the phone. She stretched herself and went to the window to breathe in

some fresh air.

"Where are you? Why aren't you at your desk?" It was Hiram.

"Oh, I came downstairs to help the planning department. Daniel said it would help me fit it better, and I

would also get a chance to get along with the colleagues. Why?" Rachel twisted her waist and asked.

Hiram paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you tired there?" She sounded breathless on the other

end of the phone.

Rachel laughed and said, "It's fine. I haven't worked this much in a while, so I'm a little tired."

"All right, then. Oh, Luke, Daniel and I are going to the shooting range tonight. Would you like to

come?" Hiram asked gently.

Hearing about shooting and having fun, Rachel answered without hesitation, "Sure, I've been working

hard the whole day. Some relaxation would be great!"

Just then, a lady walked in. Seeing Rachel talking on the phone with a stack of files on the copier, she

began scolding her.

"Rachel, what do you think you're doing? Can't you see these files here? Stop chatting on the phone

and copy them!"