Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 180

Hearing what Hiram said, Rachel gazed at him with interest. She tightened her grip on his shoulder and said, "What you say is never equal to what you do. This is what I've learned so far. You once told me that if Lydia and I were both in danger and you could only save one of us, you would save me. But when you were really put in that situation, you chose your sister and gave me up. Besides, I don't think you wouldn't marry someone else if I hadn't come back safely. I don't want you to give me a satisfying answer. Whatever you say, I can accept. I've already had an answer to that question in my mind. I just asked you in the spur of the moment."

Hiram sighed and shook his head at Rachel's words. He looked seriously at her with his bright black eyes and said, "To be honest, I had my sperm frozen and stored three years ago. At that time, I thought I'd never find a woman I'd want to spend my whole life with, so I did that to carry on the family line.

I'd rather remain single all my life than marry a woman I don't have affection for just to produce an heir. And no one can force me to do anything that I don't want to do, both at work and in my personal life."

Rachel just listened without saying anything. "I don't believe you, " she said after a while. "A man like you remains a bachelor for an entire life? How could it be possible? There are so many beautiful girls who are eager to marry you. And even if you could resist the temptation, how about your parents? They definitely wouldn't agree to let you stay single. Don't try to fool me."

She lowered her head as she thought of the scenario. Then suddenly, she cried, "Ouch!"

Hiram had pinched her waist. The sudden ache made Rachel lift her head, her eyes meeting Hiram's black ones. "Since you don't believe me, I won't keep explaining myself. But you're right about one thing. I have a pretty woman here with me, but I spend my nights alone. Isn't that stupid?"

Immediately, Hiram kissed Rachel, lifting her up again.

"Hiram, put me down. We're not alone anymore. My mom, Emma and the house maid are downstairs, " Rachel said, trying to pull away from him.

"Never mind, they won't come upstairs now. I've told them not to, " Hiram replied with a gasp, still kissing Rachel affectionately.

"No, we can't. I'm not quite ready for it yet, " Rachel said, avoiding his intense kisses.

"There's no need to be ready. Sex by itself is an impulsive desire. We just have to enjoy it when it comes, so we can really be satisfied. Don't you remember that afternoon when you were so excited?"

Hiram carried Rachel to their bedroom as he spoke, not bothering to turn the light on.

Rachel kicked and pushed, trying to stop Hiram, but failed. "No, you're all sweaty. Take a bath first, " she said, trying to stall him.

"You're sweaty too. I don't care." Then he laid Rachel down on the bed and bent down to kiss her neck.

"No! Hiram... stop..."

Rachel cried, using all her energy to resist him. Finally, exhausted, she gave in.

The lamplight woke Rachel up from her drowsy state. She glanced at the black and white clock on the wall, which read 1:00 a.m. Hiram came and carried her to the bathroom, and then lowered her into the bathtub, which had already been filled with water.

With her sleepy eyes, Rachel saw Hiram take a shower, and then put on his towel and walk to her to bathe her.

When she realized what Hiram was doing, she pushed his hands away and said, "No, I can do it myself."

But her feeble movements had no effect on Hiram, who was still washing her body gently and carefully. When he finished, he wrapped a towel around her and carried her back to the bed.

The whole time, Rachel was in a drowsy state, letting herself completely be at the mercy of Hiram, like a baby.

"Rachel, I'm not asking for your forgiveness. I'm thankful and satisfied to see you stay with me like this, " Hiram whispered tenderly in Rachel's ear as he covered her with a quilt.

Rachel was too sleepy and tired to respond. Soon, she fell asleep in the crook of his arm accompanied by the smell of the bath foam.

In her dream, an idea haunted her.

She couldn't escape.

She realized that she couldn't escape from Hiram whatever she did. Whether she forgave him or not, the results were always the same.

At first, it seemed like he was trying his best to please her. But the fact was that while his words were sweet and comforting, his actions spoke differently. He showed no signs of giving in. He was always dominant and forced Rachel to compromise.

At Streams Company the next day, Rachel was at work. She turned on her computer, and then went to the pantry to prepare a cup of tea for herself. There, she noticed that in the lounge adjacent to the pantry, there was an unfamiliar woman.

She was perfectly made up and fashionably dressed, with blonde wavy hair, brown over-skirt and a pair of red high-heeled shoes on her feet. At that same moment, she looked over at Rachel.

"Please get me a cup of coffee, thank you, " said the woman.

Rachel was stunned for a moment, and then put down her cup. She walked to the coffee maker and made a cup of coffee.

Although serving tea or coffee wasn't her work, she wanted to treat a guest well.

"Here is your coffee, Miss."