Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 180

Hearing what Hiram said, Rachel gazed at him with interest. She tightened her grip on his shoulder and said, "What you say is never equal to what you do. This is what I've learned so far. You once told me that if Lydia and I were both in danger and you could only save one of us, you would save me. But when you were really put in that situation, you chose your sister and gave me up. Besides, I don't think you wouldn't marry someone else if I hadn't come back safely. I don't want you to give me a satisfying answer. Whatever you say, I can accept. I've already had an answer to that question in my mind. I just asked you in the spur of the moment."

Hiram sighed and shook his head at Rachel's words. He looked seriously at her with his bright black eyes and said, "To be honest, I had my sperm frozen and stored three years ago. At that time, I thought I'd never find a woman I'd want to spend my whole life with, so I did that to carry on the family line.

I'd rather remain single all my life than marry a woman I don't have affection for just to produce an heir. And no one can force me to do anything that I don't want to do, both at work and in my personal life."

Rachel just listened without saying anything. "I don't believe you, " she said after a while. "A man like you remains a bachelor for an entire life? How could it be possible? There are so many beautiful girls who are eager to marry you. And even if you could resist the temptation, how about your parents? They definitely wouldn't agree to let you stay single. Don't try to fool me."

She lowered her head as she thought of the scenario. Then suddenly, she cried, "Ouch!"

Hiram had pinched her waist. The sudden ache made Rachel lift her head, her eyes meeting Hiram's black ones. "Since you don't believe me, I won't keep explaining myself. But you're right about one thing. I have a pretty woman here with me, but I spend my nights alone. Isn't that stupid?"

Immediately, Hiram kissed Rachel, lifting her up again.

"Hiram, put me down. We're not alone anymore. My mom, Emma and the house maid are downstairs, " Rachel said, trying to pull away from him.

"Never mind, they won't come upstairs now. I've told them not to, " Hiram replied with a gasp, still kissing Rachel affectionately.

"No, we can't. I'm not quite ready for it yet, " Rachel said, avoiding his intense kisses.

"There's no need to be ready. Sex by itself is an impulsive desire. We just have to enjoy it when it comes, so we can really be satisfied. Don't you remember that afternoon when you were so excited?"

Hiram carried Rachel to their bedroom as he spoke, not bothering to turn the light on.

Rachel kicked and pushed, trying to stop Hiram, but failed. "No, you're all sweaty. Take a bath first, " she said, trying to stall him.

"You're sweaty too. I don't care." Then he laid Rachel down on the bed and bent down to kiss her neck.

"No! Hiram... stop..."

Rachel cried, using all her energy to resist him. Finally, exhausted, she gave in.

The lamplight woke Rachel up from her drowsy state. She glanced at the black and white clock on the wall, which read 1:00 a.m. Hiram came and carried her to the bathroom, and then lowered her into the bathtub, which had already been filled with water.

With her sleepy eyes, Rachel saw Hiram take a shower, and then put on his towel and walk to her to bathe her.

When she realized what Hiram was doing, she pushed his hands away and said, "No, I can do it myself."

But her feeble movements had no effect on Hiram, who was still washing her body gently and carefully. When he finished, he wrapped a towel around her and carried her back to the bed.

The whole time, Rachel was in a drowsy state, letting herself completely be at the mercy of Hiram, like a baby.

"Rachel, I'm not asking for your forgiveness. I'm thankful and satisfied to see you stay with me like this, " Hiram whispered tenderly in Rachel's ear as he covered her with a quilt.

Rachel was too sleepy and tired to respond. Soon, she fell asleep in the crook of his arm accompanied by the smell of the bath foam.

In her dream, an idea haunted her.

She couldn't escape.

She realized that she couldn't escape from Hiram whatever she did. Whether she forgave him or not, the results were always the same.

At first, it seemed like he was trying his best to please her. But the fact was that while his words were sweet and comforting, his actions spoke differently. He showed no signs of giving in. He was always dominant and forced Rachel to compromise.

At Streams Company the next day, Rachel was at work. She turned on her computer, and then went to the pantry to prepare a cup of tea for herself. There, she noticed that in the lounge adjacent to the pantry, there was an unfamiliar woman.

She was perfectly made up and fashionably dressed, with blonde wavy hair, brown over-skirt and a pair of red high-heeled shoes on her feet. At that same moment, she looked over at Rachel.

"Please get me a cup of coffee, thank you, " said the woman.

Rachel was stunned for a moment, and then put down her cup. She walked to the coffee maker and made a cup of coffee.

Although serving tea or coffee wasn't her work, she wanted to treat a guest well.

"Here is your coffee, Miss."

"Thank you. By the way, is Mr. Rong here yet? If he is, please inform him that Violet Feng is here to visit him, " said the woman as she took the coffee from Rachel.

So her name was Violet.

Rachel remembered that this woman had called Hiram last night. Hiram had refused to meet her then, but Rachel hadn't expected Violet to come so early to wait for Hiram.

"Mr. Rong has just arrived at the office, " Rachel said, spotting Hiram. "I'll go and inform him that..." Violet cut Rachel short and said, "He's here? You don't need to do anything then. I'll go straight in. Please help me bring the coffee over, thank you!"

Violet stood up, smoothed her dress and walked out of the lounge proudly.

Rachel had been intending to go back to her office, but now, she'd no choice but to take the cup of coffee and follow Violet.

Violet knocked on the door of Hiram's office, but entered before he could answer.

"Hiram, "

She called warmly with the tone of an old acquaintance. She was so passionate that the atmosphere became awkward.

Hiram was standing in front of a bookshelf. Before he could turn around, Violet walked up and embraced him from the back. "Hiram, I haven't seen you for such a long time. I missed you so much, but you didn't even give me a call."

Rachel, who had followed Violet, walked in on the scene. She banged the cup of coffee on the desk and stared at Hiram angrily.

"Miss Feng, you're here so early, " Hiram said as he pulled away from her embrace. Then he glanced at Rachel, who was still standing there.

Violet thought Hiram was pulling away because they had company, so she turned to Rachel and said, "You can go now. I have something to talk to Hiram about."

"Wait. She is my staff. Don't try to be the boss here, " Hiram said, only half-joking. Violet was slightly embarrassed but said nothing, casting a glance at Rachel.

Rachel stormed out of the office.

Right before she left the room, she glanced back and saw Violet leaning towards Hiram.

She went back to her own office and thought, 'Who does she think she is? Can a business partner act like that?

Or maybe it's more than just business.' She was enraged by the arrogant woman and her intimacy with Hiram.

After Rachel left, Hiram pulled Violet's hands down from his neck and said dryly, "Miss Feng, you know me. Please behave yourself. I don't want to embarrass you."

Violet curled up her lips and said, "I heard that you're married. I thought you had no desire for women. It turns out I was wrong."

"Miss Feng, you're here with the purpose of visiting me. Is there anything important you'd like to talk about?" Hiram asked, trying to change the subject.

Violet sat on the chair in front of the desk and said, "You're no fun. I asked you out last night, but you said it was too late and refused. It wasn't even 10 yet. Tell me the truth. Your wife didn't allow you to come, right?"

"No, I was doing exercises when you called, " replied Hiram coolly.

"Really? Hiram, I've always been curious about the woman that has the ability to win your heart. You always lived an abstinent life. I tried to make you love me, but I failed. I heard that you married the girl who was engaged to you by your great-grandfather. Is that true?"

Violet had been sad for a while when she first heard the news about Hiram's marriage. Now that Hiram was right in front of her, she couldn't help asking him about it.

"Miss Feng, I didn't know you liked to gossip about things like this. I thought you were different. You're a businesswoman, not one of those idle women who have nothing better to do."

Violet laughed, touching her cheek and looking at Hiram.

"Yes, I don't like gossip. But it's about you, how could I not be concerned about it? I used to think that I was the only woman who was qualified to be your wife. But then you married someone else, and it makes me really upset. You owe me an explanation."

Hiram didn't reply. He pressed a button on the phone on his desk and said, "Get me a cup of tea." Then he lit a cigarette and turned to Violet. "You're excellent."

Violet put on a flirty smile and said, "I only found out that you were married after the recent incident. I know you married her only because of the marriage agreement. You don't actually like her, right? She's even behind your adopted sister in your heart."

Hearing this, Hiram's face turned grave and cold, and his hold on the pen in his hand tightened. "I'm not accustomed to hearing others talk about my family, " he said coolly.

"I'm sorry. I crossed the line, " Violet said immediately, noticing Hiram's unhappiness.

At that moment, the door was opened.