Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 174

Rachel got more and more uncomfortable in her sleep.

Hiram noticed Rachel's reactions; he leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

That was when things went out of hand.

Rachel felt her sense of self-control fleeting away as she unknowingly cooperated with him.

When it was over, Rachel started to regain her senses. Unable to utter a word, she panted and stared at Hiram with misty eyes.

'I...

Did I make a move?' she wondered.

"Honey, it was not exactly my fault. You know that every human being has basic emotions and desires, and we are of no exception. Don't be so surprised, okay?" Hiram comforted Rachel as he ran his fingers through her soft hair. He looked at the watch to see the time and suggested, "We have ten minutes left. Do you want to take a nap?"

Rachel shook her head and sat up straight. She put on her clothes and walked out of the room without saying a word.

After Rachel left, Hiram's eyes slowly shifted towards an incense burner hiding in the corner. It was smokeless, but had a very subtle fragrance.

Hiram took a sigh of relief, and lay down on the bed with a smile of pure satisfaction on his face.

'Forgive me, honey, but sometimes this is the only way to find relief.

In order to cool you down earlier, I had to resort to cheap tricks.' Hiram thought.

After returning to the office, Rachel looked straight at the computer screen.

She shook her head in disappointment.

'It's just sex. It's not a big deal. Why am I thinking so much about it?'

Rachel got up and made herself a warm cup of tea. Soon after a much needed break, she calmly went back to work.

Meanwhile, at the H City airport, Shirley and Lydia were sitting in a cafe next to the waiting hall.

Shirley hugged Lydia to stop her from crying ceaselessly. "Lydia, please don't be so sad. After a period of time, when Hiram calms down, he will take you back. What are you so worried about?" Shirley said to comfort her.

"Shirley, you don't understand. Hiram believes anything and everything Rachel says, and now he thinks that I had something to do with her being kidnapped. He won't even talk to me anymore."

Lydia replied, with a hint of misery and desperation in her tone.

"Hiram is everything to me. He has my entire world in the palm of his hand. If he ignores me, what purpose would I have in this world to live for?"

Lydia's tears spilled down her face, like water from a dam. Hiram was the only person in the world that ever mattered to her. She would rather die, than live her life without him.

Lydia had been in love with Hiram since childhood. How could she give him up so easily?

"Lydia, you must not think like that! Since Hiram saved your life, everyone feels guilty for Rachel. Therefore, aunt also stands by her side to show her support, " explained Shirley. She continued, "But, when push comes to shove, you will always come first to them. Uncle and aunt love you like a daughter and they've raised you on their own. Rachel is, and will always be, an outsider."

Shirley patted Lydia on the shoulder and added, "Rachel was lucky to have survived then, but it's hard to say whether she'd still be so fortunate next time."

Lydia finally stopped crying. Suddenly, her tears were replaced by a dark sense of hatred that lit up in her beautiful eyes

"Shirley, I won't come back this year. Don't rush to execute the plan I told you about. I need you to be patient. Wait for the right opportunity to present itself, okay? "

Shirley nodded, as if to show that she had everything under control.

"Don't worry. We will be fully prepared next time. Unless we won't go through with it at all, or we will mercilessly pull her down from her title as Mrs. Rong!"

In the afternoon, Rachel decided to take a break from work, She quietly went into Hiram's office next door. She found out from Ben that Hiram was having a meeting that afternoon, So he wasn't going to be in his office.

Rachel tiptoed into Hiram's office, And started to rummage through his things.

She had a strange inkling that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

Rachel thoroughly searched the sheets, pillows and bedside tables, but all in vain. Alas, she found nothing out of the ordinary. 'Was it not Hiram's trick?' Rachel doubted.

Failing to find anything to prove her suspicions, Rachel began to despise herself.

'It was just an empathema, and it was with my own husband. How could I blame it to Hiram.