Wanted: Billionaire's Wife And Their Genius Twin Babies novel Chapter 88

Rachel turned around to see Edward standing behind her. Her eyebrows furrowed. "I'm sorry, not you."

Rachel's and Rue's faces were almost identical. It could be said that Rachel's features were even more doll-like than Rue's. Even without makeup, she was still stunningly gorgeous.

For a moment, Edward stood in amazement. He did question if the woman in front of him was Rue, but no, they had a different air between them.

Rue disgusted him, but Rachel's presence was comforting.

The moment Rachel set her eyes on Edward, she thought of Rue and tried to turn to leave.

Rushing proved to be detrimental since because of that, her heels slipped and she fell backward.

Rachel bit her lower lips tightly and irreconcilably. Why was she so unlucky in front of Rue's husband?!

However, the impact of hitting the ground did not come.

When she opened her eyes and saw Edward's enlarged face, as well as his hands on her shoulder, all she could do was stare.

Suddenly, Edward covered her waist with his jacket he had taken off.

Rachel was wearing a short skirt. Even though she was spared the fate of falling onto the ground, there was still a risk of her panties flashing.

Fortunately, Edward's wide jacket covered her entire waist down to her shins.

Smelling the subtle scent of peppermint, Rachel felt an enigmatic familiarity with him.

However, remembering that he was Rue's husband, Rachel stood up quickly and pushed Edward away.

After tidying up herself, she returned the jacket to Edward. "Thank you. If there's nothing else, I shall take my leave. Goodbye."

With that, Rachel was planning to run.

Immediately, a large hand with a lukewarm hard grabbed Rachel's wrist.

"Who said there's nothing else?"

Rachel looked back unamused and pulled her hand out of the grip. "Stop messing around. Don't you know I'm busy?"

Edward showed his table number to Rachel. "Are you sure you weren't looking for me?"

Seeing the number 12 in Edward's hand, Rachel immediately scrunched her face up unwillingly. "Why is it you?!"

"Why, are you disappointed?" Edward asked with his head cocked.

Rachel shrugged. "More than disappointed, I almost lost my will to live."

Sitting on the sofa, Rachel supported her chin with her hand and asked, "So tell me, why are you my collaborator?"

Edward picked up his cup of freshly-brewed coffee. "You should've asked your boss, not me."

Only then did it finally hit Rachel — this was what Nathan meant the night before when he said 'I hope you won't hate me for what will happen.'