Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 169

"What are you doing, Patrick? Let me go!" screamed Rachel. Patrick grabbed her arm firmly and forced her to walk with him.

Patrick looked at her and grinned, "Great! It felt great to hear you call me by my name. Listen, my car is just a few steps away. Let me drop you off home, okay?"

Rachel struggled to pull her arm away from his grasp. She pointed at the white motorcycle parked by the road and said, "There, I have a motorcycle! If I take your car back home, what will happen to my motorcycle over there? I don't think it can go home by itself. Thank you, Mr. Yan. Maybe, next time!"

There was clearly something dodgy going on with Patrick. Why was he always trying to get her on his car every time they met?

"Oh that, I'll have someone drive it back. Don't worry!" Patrick raised his eye-brows and said, disapprovingly. He took out his phone and called a number.

"No, there's no need! That's very kind of you, but if I remember correctly, you were having lunch with someone, right? It would be rude of you to leave your partner alone at the table, and I don't think a gentleman should ever act like that." Rachel said when she remembered seeing Patrick having lunch with a girl.

"My partner? Oh, she said that she had got something urgent to take care of, so she left a while ago, " said Patrick in no hurry. Patrick took a quick glance at the table he was at before. There was no one there and the girl he was with had left when she saw him talking to Rachel.

Rachel had run out of excuses to throw at him. It looked like Patrick wouldn't leave her alone and was determined to drop her off at her place.

Why? Did this man have a secret hobby of driving women home? He wasn't so successful the last time, so this time, he persisted. What would he do if she were to turn him down?

"Listen to me, Rachel. I hope you'll get in my car. Let me tell you something. Salt Sea City is my territory; I can do whatever my heart desires here. The police won't say a thing, even if I drive my car into a busy mall." Patrick grinned. He stepped forward to open the door for Rachel, and made an invitational gesture with his hand.

"Mr. Yan, why are you taking so much trouble? Look, I'm married, and aren't you afraid of what people will say, when they see you driving a married woman in your car?" asked Rachel, reluctantly.

Rachel cast a glance at his magnificent Porsche; she thought it looked like a trap, waiting for her.

"Aha! Stop kidding around. I am not afraid of anyone or anything, for that matter. Do you think I am as selfish as your husband?" Patrick complained about what Hiram had done to her. Seeing Rachel's hesitation to go with him, Patrick gripped her arm even harder.

Rachel soon realized that Patrick wasn't going to let her go. She was like a little fish, a little fish that was completely helpless against a big fish. Besides, just as Patrick had said, this was his territory.

Rachel had no other choice but to comply with Patrick's wishes.

"That's right! Look what Hiram has done to you. You're reluctant to get a ride with someone else because you're afraid that he will be jealous. It's not right." Patrick smiled at her and started the car.

Rachel fastened her safe belt and said, "This is not the first time you've insisted on driving a woman home."

"Huh, don't take me for some casual playboy. Yes, I like hanging out with pretty women, but usually because they also show their eagerness. I'm not a bad date, you know, "

Patrick groaned unpleasantly.

Rachel showed her phone to Patrick and said, "This is my address here. If you insist, please drive me here. Thank you."

Patrick glanced at her phone and looked ahead. He wrapped his fingers around the steering wheel and said, "Take it easy. It's only 1 pm in the afternoon. It's still early; let me show you around."

Patrick caught Rachel by surprise again. Frustrated, she exclaimed, "Patrick, listen to me, my auntie and cousins are waiting for me at home. They will be worried if I don't come back as expected. Please! Will you just drive me there? If that's inconvenient for you, let me get off here and I can take a taxi."

"Did I frighten you? I think you have just gone through a traumatic experience, so I just want to show you around the area. I think it will make you feel better. Don't worry. I'll take you back before dark, " Patrick explained.

When Patrick noticed Rachel's face turning pale, he shook his head and burst into laughter, "Relax, I know you are Hiram's wife. Even if I wanted to do something to you, I wouldn't dare. So, just relax!"

Rachel started to feel a bit relieved.

"But, I'm curious. If you're scared of me, then what about Hiram? You don't seem to be afraid of him at all? In terms of harshness, I admit I'm far behind him!" Patrick asked, curiously, just a second later.