Such a Rude and Noisy Woman

Chapter 173 Capture Her Heart Step By Step

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

Daniel smirked and replied, "Your husband has asked me to move your desk to the secretary's office,

before he comes back to work."

"Why must you follow his orders? You are my boss! Shouldn't you be defending me?"

Rachel snapped at Daniel.

However, Daniel just shrugged innocently, as the two workers lifted her desk up and carried it out of the

room.

Slowly, he walked to her and explained, "I cannot stop him. You are right, I am your boss. But he is my

boss. Hiram hired me with a high salary. How can I go against his wishes?"

"But our office is here. If I move upstairs, it will be inconvenient for both of us to work together!" Rachel

frowned in despair. What was Hiram up to?

Why was he back in the company so quickly? He should be resting in the hospital.

Besides, Hiram said that Rachel could do whatever she wanted, then why did he have the staff move

her desk?

"I know. Anyway, if I need to send you some documents or instructions, I will just send you an email or

call you." Daniel looked at her and feigned a half-hearted smile.

Rachel understood that she couldn't fight the system, and what she could do was stare at Daniel

begrudgingly.

Daniel stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder. "I heard that he had slept for two days before

he woke up? Rachel, you are his wife. You should be the one to supervise him. You can check whether

he needs to take a rest or not. Don't be unwilling to assume control of his health.

Oh...I'm sorry. I shouldn't take his side again." Realizing that he might have said something wrong,

Daniel coughed, and then left the room.

Rachel's mouth did not open, as if her lips were sewn shut.

She took her bag and walked out of the office.

The decoration and sound insulation materials in the president's office were different from the offices

on the other floors. Hiram liked to work in a quiet environment, so his room was so silent that you could

hear a pin drop.

Rachel was in the secretary's office now.

She used to carry out her work in groups before. However, at present, Rachel was alone and she was

starting to get uncomfortable.

The company staff had assembled her computer and left the things on her desk as it was untouched.

Rachel sat here quietly for ten minutes before she got used to her new office, and then carried on with

her work.

What pleased Rachel the most was the fact that, even though Hiram's office was just next door, he

hadn't come over to disturb her even once. Rachel didn't come out of her office until noon.

As if on cue, the door of the president's office pushed open at the same time.

Hiram smiled at her and said, "Let's go grab some lunch together."

"Um, no. Don't act like you don't know something's wrong. You've just been discharged from the

hospital. Why don't you go home, get some rest and come back after a few days?"

Rachel asked worriedly, then walked towards the employee elevator.

However, before she could get in, Hiram dragged her and pulled her into the exclusive elevator with

him.

"I have taken enough rest. I don't feel very tired. If... somehow, I can have a good rest at night, I will

recover very quickly." Hiram replied, with a cheeky smile, embracing her in the corner of the elevator.

"Hiram, why did you have them move my desk upstairs?"

"Now that we're separated, I won't be able to see you at night. If you don't even allow me to see you

during working hours, I'm going to die."

Wherever there was a question, there was an answer.

Rachel was stunned, briefly, then she seemingly understood this man's words. "So, what you really

mean is... I can get back to my old office, only when… "

"Yes, only when you take back what you've said will I send you back to your old office."

Hiram did not hide his true intent, instead he looked at her with a sly smile.

"Please give me some time, okay?"

With a sound of 'ding', the elevator arrived.

When Rachel got out, she realized that she was not at the floor of the canteen. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Hiram walked out the elevator, took her hand, then walked towards the corridor, and entered a room.

As soon as they entered, Rachel smelled a mouth-watering aroma.

"This was prepared by my personal chef. I need to take care of myself, especially because of my

physical condition." Soon, Hiram pulled the chair and sat Rachel down first, before sitting opposite to

her.

Hiram had been suffering from a stomach ache as he hadn't eaten properly in the past few days. So,

he decided to hire a private chef to prepare food for him.

"You also need to take care of yourself. Help me with this food. Let's not let it go to waste." Hiram

looked at her with a loving smile.

Once the dishes were served, Rachel did not hesitate to grab the chopsticks.

After just one taste, she couldn't control her appetite and started eating the dishes one by one. The

shrimp fried rice was absolutely divine. It tasted better than most dishes from a Michelin-starred

restaurant.

Rachel's cold heart was gradually melted by the warm food.

"What is this? It's so crispy. Is this made from banana leaf?" Rachel took a bite of a triangle cake. She

had never tasted it before.

"That's an Indian triangle cake. My chef can cook dishes from all over the world." Hiram had a bowl of

porridge in front of him. Everything else was specially prepared for Rachel.

"If you like, we can invite him to come home and prepare three meals a day for us."

Rachel nodded without hesitation at first. Then she shook her head and refused, "No, his salary is

definitely very high."

Hiram laughed. His wife knew how to save him money.

"No, he works for the Western restaurant under Streams Company. Since he already has a fixed

dividend, we won't have to pay him extra salary."

Rachel took a sip of the delicious soup without replying to him, and carried on eating.

Only then did Rachel realize that she was being fooled by him. Hiram was coaxing her even without her

knowledge. He was gradually trying to make her forget the idea of divorce and the idea of separation.

Therefore, every step was designed, aimed at pulling her to fall into his trap.

Rachel, however, secretly said to herself, 'I'll just enjoy the food while I can, but I am not falling for his

trap.'

Since she couldn't escape from his company, she wanted to see what other tricks Hiram had up his

sleeves.

Unknowingly, she had overeaten.

People have always said that, a person is more likely to fall asleep when he is full. That was Rachel's

current state at that moment.

After finishing her meal, she went back to her office and decided to sleep for a while. When she was

about to walk past Hiram's office, he pulled her into his office.

Inside the small suite, Hiram took her to the soft bed. "There is no place to take a rest in your office. It

must be uncomfortable to lean over a desk. Sleep here. I'll have someone wake you up when it's time."

"Uncomfortable? But, isn't that what all the other employees do?"

Rachel asked him, unconvinced by his statement.

"You are different. You are the boss' wife. If the boss' wife has to work so hard, what's the point in being

the boss?"

Meanwhile, Hiram casually took off her shoes.

As soon as her head touched the pillow, her eyes wanted to give up. Everybody knew that bed was

very comfortable. "I can sleep here, but you can't lay a finger on me."

Rachel lay on her side, and gently shifted her hips to get comfortable. "I won't do that, " replied Hiram,

then he continued, "I promise not to touch you."

Rachel squinted her eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.

A certain fragrance, although absent before, was spreading inside the room now.

Although Rachel was almost asleep, she felt a strange urge, as if her heart had been swayed by Hiram.

She could not control her desire to feel his touch. Soon, she turned around to hug him, and then went

back to sleep.

Satisfied, Hiram carefully placed his hand on her shoulder, and closed his eyes, enjoying her touch.