Hiram changed to slippers, took off his suit, hung it, and then walked towards them.
Lydia quickly wiped tears off. Her pretty face beamed with a charming smile.
"Hiram, you are back."
Shrugging towards Hiram, Rachel pointed to the kitchen, and said, "I'm not done cooking yet. Can you accompany Lydia for a while?"
She said those words and went back to the kitchen quickly.
Rachel was absent-minded in the sink. She washed the dishes before cleaning up the chopping board while the water kept running. .
She didn't know why she felt this way.
She thought she would face that situation with a calm heart. But now, she found herself upset when the moment really came. They just spent ten days together. Was this short span of time long enough to make her reluctant to end their relationship?
Why would she feel upset when she heard about what Lydia said then?
Ouch…
Rachel accidentally cut her left finger when she grabbed the fruit knife. She put down the knife hurriedly and sucked the blood on her finger. Then, she wrapped the wound with a band-aid she stored in the cabinet.
Half an hour later, Rachel took the bowl of soup and the dishes to the living room where she saw Luke who came unexpectedly.
"Hello! Rachel, Hiram told me to come over to taste the dishes you cooked. Is it okay with you if I join you for dinner?" Luke sat on the couch and waved his hand at Rachel.
"Of course! You treated me meal one day. You are absolutely welcome to join us for the dinner!" Rachel smiled and put the bowl of soup down on the dining table.
Rachel saw Hiram sitting on the couch with Luke. Lydia sat opposite to them, looking relatively composed.
Three of them came over one after another. Hiram pulled the chair out and sat next to Rachel.
Lydia sat opposite to Hiram. While Luke sat opposite to Rachel.
This dinner had been thought to be shared only by Rachel and Hiram. But it unexpectedly turned out to be for four. To make it worse, the dining room was filled with strange silence.
It was so quiet that they felt a little awkward.
"Well, they taste really good. Rachel, I just knew that you are very good at cooking!" Luke picked a piece of braised meat and kept nodding his head to compliment her. He had tried a variety of food in different restaurants. Luke thought that the dishes Rachel cooked were as good as those food that were cooked by famous chefs.
"I bet I will come here more often for the food. My house is not far away from here anyway. Hiram, you don't have a problem with that, do you?"
"Will you? Then please feel at home and eat more!" Rachel gladly accepted all of the compliments and placed another piece of pork rib into his plate.
As Rachel reached her hand out, Hiram, seating beside her, noticed the band-aid on her left index finger.
"Is your finger wounded?" Hiram put down the chopsticks, grabbed her hand close to him and unwrapped the band-aid to check the wound.
Rachel tried to pull her hand back, but Hiram held it tightly. Then Rachel said, "Don't worry. It is just a small cut with a little blood."
Lydia, who sat across them, stared at Hiram. She did not get the taste of the food she was eating. Seeing the genuine care and worry in his eyes, Lydia felt a jolt of pain in her heart.
"The cut is so deep!" Hiram said with a frown. He immediately got up from his chair to take the medicine chest.
Rachel looked at her injured finger being cleaned. It was smeared with an ointment and then wrapped neatly. It was her first time to be treated like that by Hiram.
Thinking about that, she looked up unconsciously and looked right into his dark eyes. Then, she saw an undisguised tenderness that dragged her heart into a trap of love unexpectedly.
She never felt this kind of feeling before. It was like treading on the soft marshmallow. She felt like she was surrounded with sweetness.
"Are you two done showing off your love? If you are done, then get down and continue to eat. What you are doing hurts me, as I am a single man!"
Luke watched as Hiram wrapped Rachel's wounded finger. Luke saw Hiram and Rachel looked at each other with deep affection. They did those things and disregarded the presence of Luke and Lydia.
Lydia was not in the mood to eat the dinner from the beginning. She stood up and said uneasily, "Hiram, I got to go. I have something to do."
Every minute she stayed there seemed to cause her ruthless and unbearable torture.
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