Hiram furrowed his eyebrows looking at the 'recovering' lady who seemed to enjoy having fun. He was holding two documents and smashed them on the desk beside her bed.
"Contracts."
"Oh!" Without hesitation, Rachel grabbed a pen and signed the documents. She was still watching the TV show..
"Are you sure you're gonna sign these?"
Hiram's face immediately turned dreary. He pressed the TV button and turned the TV off. He grunted and coldly looked at Rachel.
"What?!"
Rachel didn't really check the documents until now. She looked at what was written on the top of the documents and unbelievably asked him, "Marriage contract?"
She thought those were from the hospital. As most of the time she stayed in the hospital on her own, the hospital always sent her documents to confirm and sign.
Hiram looked at her speechlessly and sat on the couch.
Rachel put the pen back with grudge. She looked at him and said, "So...you want me to sign these or not? If you want me to sign these, I will do it. But If you don't, then I won't sign these too. It really depends on you", placing herself at his mercy.
She thought that this contract was favorable for her. However, he still had the last word.
Sitting cross-legged, Hiram re-positioned his wrist watch and looked at Rachel, who wore bandages in the bed. His mood was hard to tell. "Rachel, I underestimate you."
"What... What do you mean?" Rachel blinked her eyes and confusingly looked at him.
"I know you have been looking forward to be my wife. You asked your mother to fix our marriage while also pretending to be innocent. You are pretty good at acting!"
His fingers lightly touched his watch. Though he uttered his words gently, every word seemed to be very painful.
"Acting? Seriously? You think I am acting?" Rachel glared at him. She didn't understand why he looked at her that way.
"Aren't you? If you didn't ask your mother to persuade my mom, she shouldn't be so aggressive about the marriage. There should be no way my mom will force me to marry you today!"
"And now, you got yourself injured so I will be forced to marry you. I know you planned all of these."
Hiram lifted his head. His frightful eyes were like swords - stabbing her unprepared.
Rachel took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes. She opened her eyes again and mocked him.
She reached out for the marriage contracts. She discarded all the pain and tore the documents with her lips.
Then she smashed the documents angrily.
They were ripped in half!
Hiram raised his eyebrows and watched her quietly. All of these things didn't surprise him.
Rachel was so mad that she tore every sheet into pieces. Then she threw them at Hiram.
What a fucking, shameless man. How could he say something like that? She must be too foolish to take the stone for him.
"Are you happy now? ...!"
Rachel was catching her breath. Her eyes were filled with tears.
She resentfully looked at him. "Do you really think I am willing to marry you? My mom makes her own move. What else can I do?
If you think I made all of these things up, then fine! As long as I am alive, I will never marry you. Are you happy now?"
Her anger made her wound more painful. It was burning. She could feel her bandage soaked in her own sweat.
Hiram looked at the tiny pieces of paper on the ground. Something unusual passed his eyes.
This was exactly what he wanted.
He irritated her on purpose.
He had done many businesses and met a lot of people before. It was easy for him to understand Rachel's character.
However, it was not the character he wanted for his future wife to have.
His coldness was his way of protecting himself.
But watching her being angry and making her condition worse was not what he wanted.
He stood up, and the pieces of paper that were thrown at him fell. Hiram walked towards the door, opened it and walked out.
He didn't care even if Rachel seemed to be very angry.
This was the real Hiram. There were just a few things that could make him care or be excited about. It was difficult for him to have any emotion.
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