Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 138

"What I'm telling you is the truth. Why would I lie to you?" Rachel held back her urge to laugh and said in a serious manner.

Hiram raised his hand and gently rubbed her face; he laughed at her with his eyes narrowed, and said, "Okay, if you say so, but you'd better not regret it!"

"Ding!", the elevator stopped on the ground floor.

Hiram strode forward leaving Rachel in the elevator. She called out to him and then followed him out immediately.

They picked a restaurant near the company so that they could just walk there instead of driving.

As soon as they arrived, they went into the private box Hiram had reserved for them earlier. The atmosphere was lush with elegant music playing in the background.

When they sat down, Rachel noticed something in Hiram's pocket. She could only see its red coloured corner; she was curious and assumed it was a present.

"Hiram, what's that in your pocket? May I see it, please?" asked Rachel.

Hiram took it out of his pocket, and put it on the table. "It is a present I bought for a woman, " he said.

"Present? Is it for me?" asked Rachel with a big smile lighting up her face as she picked it up from the table. As soon as she opened it, She was completely stunned by the beauty of what was in front of her eyes. Inside the box, was a uniquely designed ring; a design so rare that it could hardly ever be seen in the market. The most eye-catching feature was the design of the bow-knot on the ring itself, which was concave and exquisitely carved with layers. When she tried it on, it didn't look obstructive, but only graceful and extravagant.

However, after she had examined it carefully, she found that the 'bow-knot' was not really of a bow's shape, but the combination of two letters of 'R'.

'What is this supposed to mean?' Rachel thought.

'R, does it mean...', she wondered.

"Rong and Ruan?" Rachel asked, as she gently rubbed the two letters with her fingers. She assumed her guess was right, otherwise it wouldn't be so coincidental.

"Are you done with your inspection? If so, please give it back to me, " said Hiram, as he reached out his hand, took the ring from her and put it back into the box.

Rachel was a little annoyed when Hiram took the ring back. She asked, "Isn't it for me? I like it a lot. Let me keep it."

"I didn't say it was for you, did I?"

Hiram's tone changed the atmosphere in the room as he put down the box of red flannel.

Rachel was taken aback by Hiram's response. With eyes wide open, she glared at him, wondering whether he was still angry at her about what she had said to him in the elevator or not?

Soon their dishes were served, hot and fresh.

Rachel couldn't concentrate on what she was eating because her mind was mostly pre-occupied by thoughts of that ring. She sincerely grew fond of it from the bottom of her heart.

Nonetheless, how could a man of Hiram's stature be so vulnerable as to be easily offended by her joke?

What she did not know, however, was that he had been thinking about her the whole time. As soon as he got off the plane, he went straight to the company to find her. When he arrived, he was told that she was busy, and so they couldn't meet immediately. But, he still waited for her patiently, even though he was so eager to see her.

Hiram was totally disappointed, when he heard what she had said in the elevator. However, even though he was angry, he still looked calm and graceful. He was busy enjoying the food on his plate and didn't seem to care about anything else; it made him appear more appealing and charming.

Suddenly, Hiram felt a restless foot rubbing on his suit pants, under the table.

A faint smile arose from the corner of his mouth, he continued to eat as if it was nothing.

Rachel tried playing footsie with Hiram for quite a while, but he still didn't respond, as if to say he was still angry. Soon, she realized he wasn't in the mood so she put her foot back in her shoe. "Honey, I want to eat your share. Will you cut a piece for me to try?" asked Rachel.

Only then did Hiram raise his head to look back at her. When he saw the way she looked at him, he couldn't stay mad at her for long, and cut her a large piece from his share.

Rachel slowly stood up, leaned forward and kissed his lips when he stood up to put food on her plate.

When her lips touched with his, Hiram looked like he had just been hit by lightning. The piece of steak he had just cut to give to her, fell from his fork onto her plate.