The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 5726

Rachelle was beside herself with humiliation and anger at the words. "Shut your mouth! I'll never marry you."

As she spoke, Rachelle raised a hand to strike at Darryl.

Yet she was far too short, and only looked nothing but adorable doing so.

Ha ha…

Darryl burst out laughing once again, reaching out to pat at the undershirt Rachelle was wearing. Yet he had used too much force, and ended up ripping the undershirt up.

Rachelle cried out in an instant, hiding behind a chair as she was beside herself with rage. "You bastard, Darryl Darby…"

Darryl stared at the torn undershirt in his hand, flushing awkwardly. "I… I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that. I didn't know these clothes were so thin."

As he spoke, Darryl strode over slowly. "I didn't hurt you, did I…"

Yet he had barely gotten very far when Rachelle cut him off, her face scarlet at this point. "Don't come over! Stand right there…" Despite the fact that she was only three or four years old in this state, it would still be humiliating to be seen by Darryl like this.

Darryl stopped scratching his head. "Alright, alright. I won't go over."

Rachelle's temper truly was fiery, too much for one to handle.

"Hey!"

Just as Darryl was pondering to himself, Rachelle said impatiently, "What are you doing just standing there? Get me some clothes." How was she going to go out in this state?

Darryl came to his senses, nodding his head. "Alright, I'll get you some…"

Darryl turned to leave the pill room, before stopping to turn back and look at Rachelle. "The thing is, there aren't any children your age in the Begonia Residences."

Darryl was right. The youngest child in the Begonia Residences was Morticia's baby, who was only about a year old. His clothes would be far too small to fit Rachelle.

What was she going to do?

Rachelle frowned at the words, beside herself with panic and rage

A few seconds later, Rachelle opened her mouth to say, "Bring me out to buy some, then." Rachelle looked at the sky outside.

Darryl sighed purposefully at her tone, flashing a pained smile. "Alright, alright. I'll go, since you seem to hate me so much." As the words rang through the air, Darryl turned to leave.

The truth was that Darryl had no intention on doing so, and was just messing with her.

"Hey… stand right there…"

He had not gotten very far when Rachelle's panicked shouts could be heard from behind him.

"You just told me to get lost, and now here you are asking me to stay. What do you want, really?" Darryl chuckled.

Rachelle looked away, refusing to meet his gaze as she spoke in a low voice. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. Please… please help me."

Towards the end, Rachelle's face was impossibly red.

"Well…"

Darryl scratched his head, pretending to think before speaking slowly. "How about this? You call me Darling, and I'll take you out shopping."