Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 96

"Hiram, are you crazy? Do you know what are you doing?" Rachel shouted when she saw the blood spreading on the floor. Hiram had been cutting his own arm with a knife! Blood was running down and dropping on the floor.

Rachel was startled and horrified by Hiram's irrational behavior. She rushed up to him and snatched the knife away from his hand before she figured out what was really going on.

She noticed that an overturned medical kit lay on the floor. She picked up the gauze bandage without any hesitation and began to bind up his bleeding arm.

There were two wounds on his arm, one was deep and the other superficial. The deep one was still bleeding; the other one was covered with dried blood. It pained Rachel to see Hiram hurting himself like that.

Hiram was in a confused state of mind and slumped on the floor. He sat there and looked at Rachel numbly. Her face turned pale out of fear. She knelt on the ground and got busy dealing with Hiram's wounds.

"What are you doing here?" Hiram asked after a while.

Although he had not totally recovered yet, he could definitely not fail to recognize her.

"I come and see you bleeding to death, but I can't be so cold-hearted, " Rachel said crossly. Only when she had finished the treatment to Hiram's wounds could she relax a little bit.

She stood up to fetch a towel from the bathroom. She saw the bathtub in which there were ice blocks that hadn't melted completely. She stretched out her hand to feel the water. It was bitterly cold.

Carl said Hiram had been drugged. She guessed that Hiram had tried to suppress the effect of the drug by bathing with the ice cold water.

Rachel soaked the towel, wrung it and then came back to Hiram. Hiram was leaning against the table, while holding his head with one hand and the other one clenching tightly. He looked quite miserable.

Rachel shook her head and said to herself, 'Why bother himself like that?'

As such a wealthy man, he could find any girl to quench his sexual desire that was triggered by the drug. However, he would rather hurt himself than be touched by some other woman.

And he was too proud to ask for her help. Could it be that this man put his dignity before his life?

Rachel mopped the perspiration from his forehead with the wet towel. They were so close that she could hear the heavy breathing that he was trying hard to suppress.

She continued to mop the blood from his body. She could clearly feel that his hands were trembling unconsciously because of her touch.

Suddenly, Rachel put down the towel. Then she held his waist with her hands and pressed her face against his chest. He shivered and stretched out his hands subconsciously as if an invisible power was dragging them towards her.

Just as he was about to embrace her, he stopped suddenly. "You go. I don't want to hurt you once again."

"You have paid $100 million to me. Have you forgotten? You have spent large amount of money. Are you willing to give up accepting the service that you have bought?" Rachel raised her head and looked at Hiram. The man was at the verge of exploding, but he pretended to be calm.

His body was hot like burning coal.

Hiram took a deep breath and turned his head away to avoid eye contact with Rachel. Suddenly, he felt something cool and soft touching his cheek and then moving to his dry and hot lips. Her gentle kisses relieved his thirst just like the spring rain nourished the earth.

He felt comfortable and relieved. A bathtub of ice water failed to cool him down, but her kisses cooled him down.

Rachel stopped when she found Hiram was not responding to her. She pouted and gazed at him. "The drug has already poisoned your brain. Right? Or you really don't want me. If that is what you are thinking. Then I'll go.''

After saying that, Rachel released him and was about to walk away. Hiram held her back and embraced her immediately before she turned around.

"Well, I'll try to be gentle." Hiram said at her ear in a hoarse voice. Then he took her up and walked to the bedroom.

The next morning was here.

The warm sunshine passed through the window and shone on the bed covered with a white quilt.