Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 87

Rachel was about to go in but she was stopped by the assistant at the door.

"Miss Ruan, excuse me, our President is busy at the moment. Would you like to wait in the lounge for a while?" The assistant looked at her with embarrassment.

Rachel looked at the closed door of Hiram's office. She took a few steps and said, "Well, then tell him, I am going to the hospital. That way he can concentrate on his work."

Since he was busy, it seemed unnecessary for her to wait. She didn't want to distract him from his work.

"Alright, Let me help you get in touch with Carl. He will drop you off at the hospital." After saying so, the assistant called Carl to arrange a car.

Then Rachel left.

At the President's office, Hiram was speaking with someone on the phone.

"OK, Chad. You must try to sort this out. Such an incident cannot happen again."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at the door, slowly shutting his deep and sorrowful eyes.

Hiram wasn't afraid of Rachel's interference. Instead, his mind was preoccupied with the divorce agreement that had already been submitted.

He didn't know how to tell her about that.

If he told her about that, he wasn't sure how she'd react. He was afraid of her temperament.

At the hospital, Fannie could not walk because her leg was in a lifted position and it was also not easy for her to roll over. The movements she could do were minimal, so after lying for such a long time, she was getting bored.

Rachel helped her in wiping her body. She said, "Hang in there, dear mom. According to the doctor, you can move a little bit within a month's time. After that you won't feel so uncomfortable."

"Well, I am OK, dear. But the idleness that surrounds me these days is driving me crazy. You know, I had never been so idle before." Fannie took the towel in Rachel's hand and wiped herself.

"I am also just like you, isn't it? Mom, to be honest with you, I am a little jealous of dad. Dad used to be calm and relaxed as he mostly stayed at home." Rachel spoke to her, while she fetched a comb from the drawer. She sat behind her mom to help her comb her hair.

Fannie smiled. What Rachel said reminded her of Simpson who liked to raise cats and grow flowers. Every day, he would spend hours taking care of his flowers and pets.

"Mom, the other day, I accidentally heard what you and auntie were discussing. It was about something that happened more than 20 years ago. What happened, mom, tell me everything?" Rachel said as she gently helped in combing her mother's hair.

Fannie, who was wiping her hands, suddenly stopped. She wondered what exactly Rachel had heard.

"Rachel, this matter concerns the elders. You have nothing to do with this. Please don't bring it up again." When Rachel mentioned the past, Fannie's eyes revealed a sense of sorrow.

"But, mom, have you ever realized that you can't hide a secret for a lifetime?" Rachel said softly.

If it were an old and meaningless story, she might not have gone into details. But that day, she had heard herself that it might have something to do with the Rong family.

That made her curious.

She wondered what this secret that seemed to be related to the Rong family was.

"Rachel, promise me that you'll never ask about this again! It has nothing to do with you and Hiram. You two aren't responsible, so you don't have to bear that sin!"

As Fannie said that, her face turned pale and she stopped talking.

"Mom..." What sin was she talking about? Why was her mother's words getting harder and harder to understand?

"My Rachel, if you still see me as your mom, do not ask me about this ever again."

Rachel didn't dare to ask more questions because of Fannie's words. All she could do was to swallow countless questions.

Rachel and Hiram's families lived together in XH Village. But if there were old grudges, there should have been some news. Then how come she had never heard about any feud till now?

"Okay, mom, if you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask again. Don't be angry and take care of yourself" Rachel yielded.

She knew about Fannie's nature. If she didn't want to tell, she wouldn't say a word, no matter how hard Rachel tried to pry.