Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 11

The butler hadn't given Rachel any keys of the villa. It seemed that she also needed the pass code to unlock the door. She didn't know how to enter the villa in any way.

Rachel had no choice but to call Hiram's secretary again. She had called her several times. Yet, the secretary didn't answer all her calls.

Rachel got impatient. Why was his secretary rude like him?

It seemed that Hiram's private number was very covert. Rachel asked for his number a few times, but she failed to get it.

Rachel was frustrated and looked at the great villa helplessly. She could do nothing but stand outside the door and suffer in the cold weather.

She waited until ten o'clock in the evening. Then a black Maybach slowly drove in.

Rachel crouched under the lamp post shivering. The headlight of the Maybach pierced through the darkness. She slowly stood up. It took her a moment to get over the stiffness of her body.

The car drove into the black steel gate. Rachel walked behind and followed it.

The car drove all the way to the garage. Rachel was shocked to see all those luxurious cars. Sportcars, motorbikes and bicycles were there inside the garage.

She couldn't help but think that if Hiram irritated her one day, she would just sell all those cars inside his garage. It would be enough to make her a billionaire.

"Hiram, you kept me waiting outside for so long. Shouldn't you, at least, apologize?" Rachel angrily yelled at the man who somehow ignored her.

Rachel was a reasonable woman. If Hiram could apologize to her with politeness, she wouldn't mind it at all.

However, Hiram paid no attention to her. He walked out of the garage and walked towards his villa's door. He quickly entered the code, unlocked the door, and went inside.

Rachel ran to him fast to see the code, but it was too late for her. Hiram had done entering the code.

"Tell me the gate's and this door's pass codes!" Rachel requested boldly. Rachel had to fight for her right even though Hiram neglected her.

Hiram finally stopped walking. He slowly turned around, looked at Rachel, and said systematically, "We don't have this agreement on our marriage contract."

Rachel was stunned by his words. He deliberately did it. Should they really write and follow every details in the contract? If they had to write every detail in the contract, how thick the contract could be? Even so, she had the right to know pass code.

"Hiram, I will be staying here for a month. Of course, I should have the freedom to enter here anytime. Why should we put this term in the contract?"

Hiram took off his suit and hung it using a hanger. He loosened his tie and had a cold look at Rachel. He then said, "I don't think that a stranger has a right to know the pass code of my house. Don't you have my secretary's phone number? Just call her. Ask her what time I usually get home."

'Stranger?'

Rachel grunted. She felt that Hiram intentionally treated her as a stranger.

'Hiram Rong! Just wait and see!

You will fall in my hands someday, and I will let you pay for what you have done to me! I will torture you to death!' Rachel cursed him in her mind.

She left him alone and changed her shoes. She strolled around and found the living room and dining room. She guessed that the bedrooms were in the second floor.

Rachel was looking for her luggage. She wondered where were all her things.

When she saw Hiram go into one of the bedrooms upstairs, she followed him.

When she was at the doorstep, Rachel saw Hiram taking off his clothes. Hiram noticed Rachel but didn't stop what he was doing. He unbuttoned his shirt, exposed his muscles and his well-placed abs.

"Why did you come here?" Taking his shirt off, Hiram turned around and looked at her with his deep eyes. He continued to ask, "Do you want to fulfill the duty as a wife?"

"Where is my luggage? I have searched all the rooms except your bedroom." Rachel said after secretly swallowing her saliva. She moved her eyes away from him and started to scan his bedroom.

'Where on earth is my luggage? It contains all the things I need.' she wondered.

She needed to wear her pajama and recharge her phone's battery, but she couldn't find her luggage anywhere.

She looked around his tidy room and wondered where her luggage was.