Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 174

Rachel got more and more uncomfortable in her sleep.

Hiram noticed Rachel's reactions; he leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

That was when things went out of hand.

Rachel felt her sense of self-control fleeting away as she unknowingly cooperated with him.

When it was over, Rachel started to regain her senses. Unable to utter a word, she panted and stared at Hiram with misty eyes.

'I...

Did I make a move?' she wondered.

"Honey, it was not exactly my fault. You know that every human being has basic emotions and desires, and we are of no exception. Don't be so surprised, okay?" Hiram comforted Rachel as he ran his fingers through her soft hair. He looked at the watch to see the time and suggested, "We have ten minutes left. Do you want to take a nap?"

Rachel shook her head and sat up straight. She put on her clothes and walked out of the room without saying a word.

After Rachel left, Hiram's eyes slowly shifted towards an incense burner hiding in the corner. It was smokeless, but had a very subtle fragrance.

Hiram took a sigh of relief, and lay down on the bed with a smile of pure satisfaction on his face.

'Forgive me, honey, but sometimes this is the only way to find relief.

In order to cool you down earlier, I had to resort to cheap tricks.' Hiram thought.

After returning to the office, Rachel looked straight at the computer screen.

She shook her head in disappointment.

'It's just sex. It's not a big deal. Why am I thinking so much about it?'

Rachel got up and made herself a warm cup of tea. Soon after a much needed break, she calmly went back to work.

Meanwhile, at the H City airport, Shirley and Lydia were sitting in a cafe next to the waiting hall.

Shirley hugged Lydia to stop her from crying ceaselessly. "Lydia, please don't be so sad. After a period of time, when Hiram calms down, he will take you back. What are you so worried about?" Shirley said to comfort her.

"Shirley, you don't understand. Hiram believes anything and everything Rachel says, and now he thinks that I had something to do with her being kidnapped. He won't even talk to me anymore."

Lydia replied, with a hint of misery and desperation in her tone.

"Hiram is everything to me. He has my entire world in the palm of his hand. If he ignores me, what purpose would I have in this world to live for?"

Lydia's tears spilled down her face, like water from a dam. Hiram was the only person in the world that ever mattered to her. She would rather die, than live her life without him.

Lydia had been in love with Hiram since childhood. How could she give him up so easily?

"Lydia, you must not think like that! Since Hiram saved your life, everyone feels guilty for Rachel. Therefore, aunt also stands by her side to show her support, " explained Shirley. She continued, "But, when push comes to shove, you will always come first to them. Uncle and aunt love you like a daughter and they've raised you on their own. Rachel is, and will always be, an outsider."

Shirley patted Lydia on the shoulder and added, "Rachel was lucky to have survived then, but it's hard to say whether she'd still be so fortunate next time."

Lydia finally stopped crying. Suddenly, her tears were replaced by a dark sense of hatred that lit up in her beautiful eyes

"Shirley, I won't come back this year. Don't rush to execute the plan I told you about. I need you to be patient. Wait for the right opportunity to present itself, okay? "

Shirley nodded, as if to show that she had everything under control.

"Don't worry. We will be fully prepared next time. Unless we won't go through with it at all, or we will mercilessly pull her down from her title as Mrs. Rong!"

In the afternoon, Rachel decided to take a break from work, She quietly went into Hiram's office next door. She found out from Ben that Hiram was having a meeting that afternoon, So he wasn't going to be in his office.

Rachel tiptoed into Hiram's office, And started to rummage through his things.

She had a strange inkling that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

Rachel thoroughly searched the sheets, pillows and bedside tables, but all in vain. Alas, she found nothing out of the ordinary. 'Was it not Hiram's trick?' Rachel doubted.

Failing to find anything to prove her suspicions, Rachel began to despise herself.

'It was just an empathema, and it was with my own husband. How could I blame it to Hiram.

He is the distinguished CEO of the Streams Company. He wouldn't stoop to play such lousy tricks.'

Rachel incessantly blamed herself for being too narrow-minded. After a while, she proceeded towards the door and gently twisted the door-knob to leave.

'I should leave before someone finds me here.'

However, When Rachel opened the door and looked up, She saw Hiram, the old engineer, Daniel and a few managers standing in the CEO office.

Simultaneously, they all looked at her with surprised faces.

"Honey, are you looking for something?"

Rachel's awkward stupor quickly diminished, when all of a sudden, she felt an arm on her waist, gently pulling her towards the door. "Don't worry if you can't find it. Look for it when you go home to see if you've left it there."

"Fine, " said Rachel, as she glanced back at Hiram with dissatisfaction.

A complacent smile appeared in Hiram's smug face, as he whispered in her ear, "Did you find what you were looking for?"

Rachel glared at him as she realized, 'He's figured it out.' Without wasting any more time, she proceeded to walk out of the office.

As soon as she got out, Rachel took a deep breath and gathered her thoughts.

Although Hiram had helped her, she still felt embarrassed after being seen by so many people.

After returning to her office, Rachel sent all the tasks she had completed to Daniel's mailbox.

It was 5:30 p.m.

Rachel stayed in the office for a little longer, waiting for Hiram to leave first.

It wasn't until 6 p.m., when Rachel finally came out of her office.

On her way out, Rachel noticed a crowd of people gathered outside the company. Most of the employees, who had just gotten off work but were still there, together with the bystanders around, formed a circle.

In the middle of the circle stood a man, who seemed to be waiting for someone with a large bouquet of flowers in his hands.

Rachel looked at the man from afar. She was sure that it couldn't be Hiram, as she believed that she would never receive any flowers from him, apart from the day of their wedding maybe.

Last time, Hiram firmly refused to kneel down before her to put on the ring on her finger.

Curiously, Rachel walked close to find out what was happening. When she got close enough to the circle, she found that the man standing in the middle, looked fairly handsome, gentle and well cultivated.

'Hold on.

Why does that man look so familiar?'

When she realized who the man was, she secretly walked out of the crowd from behind in haste.

'Wayne?

What's he doing outside the Streams Company? Is he pursuing a female employee of this company?

Anyway, I'd better not let him see me, ' she thought.

In a Maybach parked by the road, Chad said to the man who was sitting in the rear seat, waiting for someone, "Hiram, someone is here to give flowers to Rachel!"

Hiram closed the file he had in his hands and looked outside.

He noticed the crowd gathering when we was coming out, but he had no interest in such a drama.

"Hiram, it seems like Rachel has many admirers these days?"

Chad said, but he immediately shut his mouth when he saw the look on Hiram's face.

There were two reasons as to why Rachel wanted to leave there quietly. Firstly, if Wayne was really attracted to a female employee in the Streams Company, then Rachel, his former blind date, would be better off not showing her face to him.

Secondly, in case Wayne hadn't given up on Rachel, and still wanted to confess his love to her, she would most certainly be better off not showing her face to him.

However, it seemed like Rachel had underestimated Wayne. Wayne had already seen her when she got out of the building.

"Rachel--"

Wayne walked towards Rachel with a bouquet of vibrant, red roses.