Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 49

Hiram witnessed the roller-coaster ride of the trophy. He couldn't help but sweat when it flew into the air. He would literally throw Rachel downstairs if the trophy was smashed on the floor.

Thankfully, the trophy landed safely in her arms. Hiram closed the door and walked inside.

"If it broke, you would have to use your compensation payment to make it up for me."

Rachel stuck out her tongue and put back the trophy into the glass-framed cabinet carefully. The trophy was awarded to him from an archery contest.

Rachel was imagining his gallant and handsome figure when he threw arrows while riding on the horseback.

"Shoot, what do you need from me?" Hiram walked over to the sofa, positioned himself in front of the table, and took the teapot near him while he said those words.

Rachel followed his steps and sat opposite to him. She gazed at him as he was making tea gracefully - adding tea leaves, pouring water and washing them. He looked like an elegant, noble man.

"I guess my mother will soon visit your parents to discuss about our wedding. She didn't listen to what I told her. So… I've come here to ask for your help."

After all, the wedding involved both of them, so they should find a solution for it together.

Hiram poured a cup of tea and gave it to her. His eyes were glistening with joy when he heard those words, "Are you asking for a wedding ceremony?"

Rachel nodded her head. She knew this would be tricky.

They would divorce in twenty days. It was unnecessary and troublesome for them to have a wedding ceremony at this critical moment.

They would lose their faces and be publicly humiliated if the whole city knew about it.

"What do you think?" Hiram drew his exquisitely carved tea cup to his lips, blew it, and took a sip.

Rachel was fidgeting her hands, took a deep breath and said, "I think…Maybe… We should tell our parents the truth. How about taking our incompatibility as an excuse?

You could totally blame this on me. I am okay with it."

With a faint smile, Hiram put down the cup and looked into her eyes as if he was searching for some signs of affection, "Have you ever thought about taking this opportunity and marrying me for real? Even for once?"

Hiram thought it would take her some time to reply, but Rachel shook her head right away determinedly.

"Not even once!

I know you don't love me. Marriage is bestowed with life. Without love, it would turn us into walking dead. I don't want you to suffer for the rest of your life!" Rachel abruptly said to him. After spending some time with Hiram, she discovered that Hiram indeed got a bad temper. But, to be fair, he was not a bad person.

Yet marriage was not a temporary act. It concerned two people's lifetime happiness. Nothing forcibly done was going to be agreeable - especially for marriage.

Hiram furrowed his eyebrows after he saw her upfront gesture. He was caught by a tension.

Then Rachel continued.

"I know that your attitude towards me has softened recently, but I won't take it the wrong way. I assure that! I know you are following the agreement keenly. You don't want this month to be difficult for me."

Rachel went on with her statement, paying no attention to Hiram's looks. Lately, she had obviously gone through an emotional roller coaster.

"I asked for your respect. Nonetheless, you don't need to take my words seriously. Sometimes, I just say things I don't really mean. You are really free to seek solace from other women. I could totally accept that."

She couldn't ask him to keep distance from other women since she was not able to satisfy him like a true wife would do. So, she would let him be free.

Hiram's face darkened after he heard Rachel's words. He cast a dim glance at Rachel.

"Don't worry. If there is no unexpected problems, I will submit the divorce papers on time."

Hiram said after a long silence.

Rachel looked at his grim face and wondered why he suddenly became angry. Rachel tried to ease his temper and said, "Hmm… If you think you can't wait for one month, I don't mind if you bring the date forward."

But Hiram furrowed his perfectly-shaped eyebrow and tossed the fine china tea cup angrily.

"Get out!"