Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 402

Rachel slowly stuck her head out to take a peek at the hallway. Chad and Carl were no longer there.

When she was about to step out, the door of the suite suddenly opened. Surprised, Rachel jumped back inside.

"Carl, have you ever seen Hiram drink that much?" Chad sighed and asked Carl, who came out of the suite with him.

"No. Hiram's ability to hold his liquor is impressive. He seldom gets drunk, especially during times like tonight. But honestly, it's the first time that I've seen him like this." Carl sighed.

"Don't lock the door. Let's go and have dinner first before we come back to check on him. He is asleep now. I think it will be morning when he wakes up." Chad said to Carl.

Carl nodded and left the door open before he followed Chad to the elevator.

The floor they were on, only had the VIP suites. People couldn't come to this floor if they didn't have a special access card.

When she heard the elevator close, Rachel stepped forward from where she was hiding and looked around. When she made sure that there was no one else in the hallway, she quickly tiptoed to the half-open door of Hiram's room.

She could feel her heart beating very fast.

Rachel closed her eyes. She didn't have the courage to hold the door knob until she took two deep breaths.

'Don't be scared, Rachel. You got this. You heard Chad and Carl just now. Hiram is drunk and he's sleeping now.'

Rachel tried to calm herself down. She just wanted to see him. Nothing more.

She pushed the door lightly and it opened with a soft creak.

Right now, Rachel felt as if she had ants in her pants. She was extremely nervous and uneasy. She closed the door carefully. She looked at the empty living room as well as the shoe rack next to the door where she saw his favorite leather shoes.

She also saw his jacket on the clothes rack.

Rachel walked to the clothes rack. She touched his jacket and smelled it. It had the lingering scent of his perfume. She missed it so much.

Suddenly, Rachel heard a noise from the bedroom. She wanted to turn around and leave.

But when she heard a loud thud, she stopped.

Finally, Rachel gave in to her curiosity and decided to open the door and sneaked a peek into the bedroom.

Hiram had fallen down from the bed. He was lying on the floor, with knitted brows and a pained look. He wanted to stand up, but he was so drunk that he couldn't even lift his head.

Rachel finally decided to do something.

She pushed the door and walked inside.

Hiram was really drunk. He wanted to stand up by holding the edge of the bed, but he failed. Instead, he pulled down the quilt which fell on him along with a few pillows.

Rachel walked to Hiram. She was nervous and her hands were shaking. She put her hands under his arms in an attempt to help him stand up.

However, with a height of six feet, he was too tall and too strong for Rachel to help up. And Rachel easily got exhausted from helping him that she sat on the floor to catch her breath.

Rachel was breathing heavily. She looked at Hiram who was lying on the floor, with his eyes closed. And she couldn't help crying. Her face was now filled with tears. She touched his face gently, her whole body trembling.

"Hiram, I'm sorry. I know that I hurt you beyond words. I am also hurting more than you'll ever know!"

Tears kept falling down from Rachel's face, out of her control. Some of them trickled down on Hiram's clothes and some on his face.

Hiram, who was drunk, slowly opened his eyes. He squinted, staring at the woman in front of him.

"Let me help you sit up. It's cold on the floor." Rachel wiped off the tears with the back of her hand before she gathered all her strength to hold him.

And Hiram succeeded standing up this time with the help of Rachel. He then fell on the bed, looking at her with his deep eyes.