The Silent Wife novel (Rachel and Justin) novel Chapter 344

Chapter 344 Making a Comeback Overnight

When Rachel arrived at Westhill Golf Club in the morning, Dillon and Jason were already there playing golf on the lawn. “Have I kept you waiting? Sorry, I was stuck in traffic for a while,” she said, greeting the pair as she walked up to them.

Dillon waved his hand nonchalantly before pushing up the brim of his baseball cap. “It’s okay, Miss Hudson. You’re different from us loafers. We came here early for relaxation.”

“Not at all, Young Master Porter. It’s modest of you to say that.”

“Miss Hudson, do you know how to play golf?”

“Not really.”

“You’ve got to learn a little.” Dillon waved his hand into the distance. “Bring me my golf club.”

The caddie immediately ran to get the golf club.

“Take it. I’ll teach you.” Dillon handed the golf club to Rachel.

Rachel was startled.

“What are you waiting for, Rachel? Hurry up and take it!” urged Jason beside them. “Young Master Porter plays golf even better than professional players do! You should consider it an honor that he’s willing to teach you.”

Jason was hell-bent on sucking up to Dillon, but his obsequious demeanor was somewhat revolting.

Rachel wasn’t interested in golf, but she knew from her previous dealings with Dillon that he was a very proud man. If she were to make him look bad, it’d be difficult for her to do what she wanted to do in the future. “Thank you, Young Master Porter.”

“Why stand on ceremony? We’re now in the same boat, anyway.” Dillon pointed to the golf ball on the ground. “Now play a stroke and let me take a look.”

Rachel went over with the golf club in her hand, looking exceptionally charming in her white sportswear. Then, she effortlessly made a stroke, sending the white golf ball swooshing across the air in a beautiful arc.

“Wonderful!” Dillon clapped his hands unreservedly. He praised, “You’re being modest, Miss Hudson. You play golf much better than ordinary people do.”

“I’m no match for you.” Rachel put away her golf club, her face lacking much expression as she looked emotionless the whole time.

Dillon had seen all kinds of women—the flamboyant ones, the innocent ones, and so on. After all, he always had different types of women revolving around him. However, he felt that Rachel was very special. Besides being taciturn, she had a gentle and demure quality about her that made people feel she was calm and serene even when she was discussing such a dangerous business deal. Such a quality had never been present in the women around Dillon before.

Seeing that Dillon’s eyes were almost glued to Rachel, Jason immediately said, “Young Master Porter, it suddenly occurred to me that I’ve got something to deal with, so I gotta make a phone call. You two have a nice chat first.”

Dillon nodded slightly.

As soon as Jason left, Dillon offered to teach Rachel the right posture for playing golf. “I noticed that you didn’t have enough strength in your waist and abdomen. That’s the key to playing golf.”

“I’m not much of an athlete,” Rachel said while handing the golf club to the caddie.

“What’s the hurry? I’ll teach you.”

“No, please don’t bother, Young Master Porter. Didn’t you say you’ve got something serious to talk to me about?”

“There’s no hurry for that. It’s still early. Come on, play another stroke for me,” said Dillon peremptorily.

Rachel had no choice but to play another stroke. Unexpectedly, as soon as she took her stance and was just about to swing her golf club, Dillon crept up from behind. Before she realized it, he had put his arms on hers and held her hands as she was holding the golf club. The man’s voice came from behind, saying, “Don’t stop. Go on.”

“Young Master Dillon, I’ll do it myself.”

“You’re not exerting your strength in the right place. Let me correct your posture a little.”

“It’s not necessary.” Rachel’s face darkened as she jerked free of the man’s grasp and walked a few steps away from him. “I said it’s not necessary!”

Seeing Dillon staggered by the shove, the bodyguard behind him immediately walked over to him. “Young Master Porter.”

“I’m fine!” Dillon raised his hand, signaling to the bodyguard to step back. His eyes darkened somewhat as he looked at Rachel and said coldly, “There’s never been a woman who dares to treat me like this.”