Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 35

She was saying it in his best interests. Besides, that woman was a natural beauty who loved Hiram very much, any man in his position would be enchanted by her.

"Don't meddle in my personal affairs. Mind you own business, " Hiram said gruffly.

Which woman on earth would talk to her husband about getting a divorce so that he could marry another woman?

Rachel raised her eyebrows and said with a shrug, "You don't have to worry about me. I've already thought it over. If I can't find my Mr. Right, I'll adopt a child and live with my mother for the rest of my life."

She'd made this decision after all the failed blind dates she'd experienced. Since she didn't seem to be destined to find the right man she could share her life with, it wouldn't be a bad idea to adopt a child and stay single for the rest of her life.

"Why would you adopt a child when you can bear one?" Hiram asked.

"Because no one dares to make a baby with me!" Rachel answered quickly without thinking. Every time she was doing just fine with her date, something bad would happen. After all that, no man was audacious enough to marry her.

She even thought that she was cursed sometimes.

Hiram turned to her with a smile and said in a low, attractive voice, "I dared to marry you."

Even though Rachel drove him up the wall sometimes, being with her made him happy.

Celine's words suddenly occurred to Rachel. Although she knew that most of Celine's words were nonsense, she really began to think about bearing a child of her own if she couldn't find the right man.

Even if someone asked afterward, it would make sense to admit that this child was hers.

"What? Are you wondering whether I would give my seed to you?" Hiram asked with a smile and thought, 'That's not bad. You've finally begun to see things this way.'

Rachel touched her chin, which made her look like she was really considering it. Then, she said "I'm thinking about the test tube baby news that I watched before. I guess it's worth trying."

Hiram's face darkened at once. He sped up the car and then suddenly braked. "Get out of the car. We've arrived at your company."

"We've arrived? Thanks, " Rachel said absentmindedly. Then, she got out of the car and headed for her office.

Hiram stared after Rachel with a sullen look on his face. Usually handsome, his face was now taut with anger. He forced himself to avert his eyes and drove away.

The moment Rachel reached her office, Celine dragged Rachel to her cubicle and whispered, "I just saw someone drive you here in a limited edition Maybach. So, tell me. Is he the mysterious guy Hiram Rong?"

"You saw it? Maybe I shouldn't let him drive me to work anymore, " Rachel murmured. Rachel had completely missed the point of Celine's words. But what she really cared about was whether other people would gossip about her.

Wanting to refresh herself with a cup of green tea, she began to walk toward the break room. However, Celine stopped her and said, "Answer my question. Is he Hiram?" When Rachel didn't answer, Celine exclaimed, "I've only seen the side of his face, but oh, my God, he is so handsome!"

Rachel couldn't help laughing at Celine's expression. She poked her arms gently and asked, "Seriously? Is he really that handsome? I'll admit that he's kind of good-looking. But you're just exaggerating."

"Are you blind?" Celine retorted. "Kind of good-looking? He's not just handsome, he's way above average. He's the handsome and elegant Prince Charming of women."

Celine was still replaying the scene of Hiram sitting in the car. She just couldn't get rid of the extraordinary feeling that she'd felt when she saw him.

"Rachel, you're so lucky this time. If I were you, I would try every possible means to win his favor. I can't believe that you still have the mood to work here, " Celine said.

She didn't understand what was wrong with Rachel.

If Rachel stayed married to Hiram, she would get countless wealth. Why would she still come to work on time, or at all?

Rachel was speechless. She rolled her eyes at Celine and shook her head. Then, she poured herself a cup of tea and prepared to work.

It was meaningless for a man to be good-looking.