Hiram came out of the room first. He was followed by the woman who was wearing a white dress and black, high-heeled sandals that submissively walking beside him.
Rachel felt dizzy and uncomfortable. She was leaning against the restaurant box's door. Suddenly, she saw her 'husband' walking gently towards her with his arm being held by another woman.
Both of them were heading to where she was standing, as she was standing next to the only exit of the restaurant.
She could not help but think if what was all happening would be more dramatic if it appeared as a TV series.
Rachel threw her bag behind her, drew one of her legs out to block their way and abruptly said, "Wait!"
The only feeling she had felt was injustice. Since she and Hiram were living in the same place, why would she take a taxi on her way home, while he was driving another woman home?
Most importantly, she would have to wait at the door for him to come back because she didn't have the pass code for the door. All these reasons made it impossible for Rachel to be easy on him this time.
Hiram stared at Rachel who could hardly stand. He stopped her and said, "You are drunk. Put your leg down."
The woman who was beside Hiram got little confused about the situation. She looked at Hiram and Rachel, and tried to guess how were these two related to each other.
"You are right. I am drunk!", Rachel nodded with a smile on her face, and said: "So, you can not just let me go home alone, right? Um, will you take me with you? I promise… I promise not to interrupt both of you. I will behave."
She knew she had to make a promise. Hiram could fearlessly let her go alone.
While she said those words, Rachel raised one of her hands and began to swear.
Hiram knitted his perfectly-shaped eyebrows, pulled his phone out of his pocket and called his driver. "Joel, I need you to come over and send someone home", he said.
"I don't want to go home. You need to take me with you wherever you go", Rachel mumbled. Rachel frowned and became more upset at him after she heard him call his driver to send her home. She took back her tired leg that blocked them and replaced it with her other leg.
She wouldn't let him go away.
She didn't want to go back home and just suffer in the cold weather until Hiram was back.
"Nonsense", Hiram said angrily. After she heard their conversation, the woman wisely let Hiram's arm go and took a step back quietly.
Hiram took a step ahead, grabbed Rachel's wrist, tugged her into the room she had been in and slammed the door.
He forcefully pushed Rachel against the wall and said, "Is this not enough yet? Who do you think you are to mess around with me?" Hiram's stern yet handsome face looked as if he was going to eat her alive.
Rachel coughed after being thrown at the wall. She felt a little bit of pain at the back and started to feel terribly dizzy. Then she asked him, "Is it because of her that you are not willing to marry me?"
He would not be so disgusted with her for she was naturally beautiful. She had a good character and came from a normal family.
It wouldn't be hard for him to marry her even without the one-century-old promise.
However, Hiram acted as if he could not tolerate Rachel anymore.
Why?
"Mind your own business!" Hiram said. He let her go, fixed his collar and added, "Don't forget. It was clearly stated in the contract that both parties shall not interfere with each other's personal affairs. "If you continue messing around, I have all the rights to let you get out of my villa."
Then Hiram walked out of the room without looking back.
Before Rachel realized what happened, and waddled her way out of the room, Hiram was already gone.
"Screw you, Hiram. You bastard! If it was not because I don't want to wait for you outside the door, I would not even want to go home with you", Rachel shouted behind the Maybach that was hastily running in the road.
Had Hiram threatened Rachel?
Threat was the least thing Rachel was afraid of.
Even before the driver arrived, she took a taxi and went home.
When Rachel arrived at the doorstep of the villa, she found herself in the middle of a cold weather. She was shivering. She rubbed her arms and searched for a less windy place to rest.
She then took out the hot drink she bought at the gate and held it with her hands.
'Fannie, all you've ever wanted is for your daughter to marry someone. But see what kind of miserable life I am living now, just because of your stupid idea.
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