Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 82

Lydia couldn't accept the fact that he was married. She missed him and so she went to his room and accidentally stumbled upon the key.

Hiram didn't speak on the other end of the line, Lydia shouted, "Hiram, I know you don't love me. But I also know that you don't love that woman either. Otherwise, why would you sign the divorce agreement!

I admit I was being too emotional at the moment. I saw you have already signed it, so on impulse, I...... But, I don't think I did anything wrong. You would divorce her even if I hadn't done anything!"

Hiram closed his eyes wistfully. While clenching his fists, he roared, "Lydia, you'd better stay in the U.S, and don't come back without my permission!"

After hanging up, he called Luke.

"What? It's shocking news! You didn't tell me that you have signed the divorce papers !" Luke was scandalized by the news; he knew nothing about it.

"Stop this nonsense!Use all your connections to check the progress. If possible, terminate the process and withdraw the agreement!" Hiram said impatiently. He didn't have the time to tell him all the details.

Luke nodded and answered him, "okay, I'll do it right away. Why did you sign the agreement? By doing so you have shot yourself in the foot!"

Hiram was too upset to talk, so he hung up without responding.

Moments ago, he opened the drawer and found that someone had moved his stuff, because the photo albums were placed in reverse order.

As expected, he didn't find the divorce agreement after thoroughly rummaging through the drawer.

He didn't tell Rachel what had happened, because he knew that it would be a big setback for her.

Rachel was chatting with Joanna in the living room. They were arranging flowers.

The more time she spent with Joanna, the more she felt her mother-in-law was knowledgeable. Joanna had quite a few interesting hobbies, including flower arrangement.

"Rachel, is your mother feeling better? I want to visit her tomorrow. She must be getting bored staying at the hospital all by herself." Joanna asked as she snipped off a leaf and started to arrange a bunch of tulips.

"She was feeling a little better when I visited her last time. In fact, she said that if you are not too busy, she would love to spend more time with you." Rachel said and handed a lily to her.

Joanna thought about her request for a few seconds, then she said, "Since I am alone at home, how about I pick up your mom from the hospital after she's discharged? We have many servants; she will be taken care of at our place."

Rachel shook her head, and said with a smile, "Mom, don't worry, she's used to living by herself and may feel uneasy to stay with you. She'll be happier at her own house."

When Hiram came downstairs, Rachel was talking with his mom. The atmosphere was relaxed, and they looked gorgeous.

The smile on her face came straight from her heart. Rachel had fully accepted his mom as hers. She was helping Joanna with trimming and arranging the flowers. She looked quite focused on the task.

What kind of girl was she? He still didn't know everything about her.

He wished that these beautiful moments would last forever, but the divorce agreement might change everything. He frowned at the thought of the damned divorce agreement.

"Hiram, you are here. Look! How beautifully mom has arranged these flowers." Rachel said cheerfully; she raised the vase when she saw Hiram coming out.

Hiram walked over. He nodded and said, "Of course, mom is an expert in flower arrangement."

Joanna stopped trimming. She looked at Rachel and Hiram and stood up. "Don't flatter me, you two really know how to join forces with each other!" said Joanna. "Why don't you both have dinner with me today? I'll cook for you."

Then she went out and asked a servant to buy some groceries.

Rachel was still busy with the flowers. After cleaning up all the leaves from the table, she stood up and was going to wash her hands, but she suddenly fell into someone's arms. "Honey, would you please promise me one thing?" Hiram asked.

She tried to get out of his arms while looking around; fortunately, no one saw them. She poked his chest and said, "Say what you want, don't beat about the bush!"