Such a Rude and Noisy Woman

All of a sudden, Rachel felt her seat being reclined, and she ended up lying on her back. Hiram put his hands on either side of her to prop himself up as he leaned over her, and asked her unpleasantly, "Rachel, can I ask you a question? Haven't you realized that you've done something wrong?"

Frightened by the burning anger in his eyes, Rachel hesitated for a while before replying, "I did something wrong? I went there today to accompany Celine, you know that, right? I swear I didn't know that Wayne would be there."

"You're still missing the point!" Hiram hissed.

He began to tear Rachel's clothes apart and climb on top of her, but Rachel bent her knees to keep him at a distance and tried to push him away.

"Stop, and wait! Let's talk about this. Why are you so mad? Is it because of Wayne or Patrick? Tell me the truth."

Rachel gasped as she pushed Hiram to the side to make some space to breathe. She had wanted to ask Hiram that question as soon as they had left the club, but she had swallowed it down, knowing that she had to treat lightly when he was angry.

"Yes, I know, " she continued. "I know I said I wouldn't keep a thing from you, and I never intend to. I didn't tell you about Patrick inviting me to dinner because I didn't think it was important. Don't you believe me?"

"Not important?" Hiram snorted. He squeezed Rachel's cheek harder than he usually would and said, "Honey, do you know what Patrick was up to when he moved his office there in H City? Did you ever think about it?

Why didn't you tell me as soon as you found that he had rented the office opposite yours? Are you stupid or are you just too naive?"

Rachel thought over his words for a second and looked up at his eyes. Yes, she hadn't thought about it. She had just assumed that it was normal for a businessman to rent an office in other city, and that Patrick probably needed to stay here because he had to deal with some business here.

"I, I admit that I didn't think over it. Hiram, listen, if you think that I did something wrong, tell me directly and I will do better next time, " said Rachel softly.

She stretched her hand around Hiram's neck and continued, "Yeah, I'm too naive when it comes to things like that. If you're mad at me about it, I won't say a word."

Hiram was her husband, and if anything happened between Hiram and Patrick, of course she would stand with her husband.

Hiram took a deep breath and pulled Rachel's legs down. "Okay, it's all right, since you realized your mistake, but this is just one of them. Let's talk about the other one. Did you ever think about your husband while you were dancing with another man?"

"That, um... don't you think you're overreacting? It was just a dance, right?" Rachel wondered why Hiram was making such a big deal out of nothing. She had danced with Wayne just out of social courtesy, and she definitely hadn't thought of him as a date.

"Just a dance? Didn't you feel his hands on your waist? Didn't you notice how he looked at you? I don't believe that he has gotten over you, " Hiram said, bringing his face close to Rachel's. He could feel her breath, which was warm and almost made his anger fade away. But every time he thought of Wayne holding her at the club, he felt nothing but sour.

If Wayne had been just a stranger who didn't have a crush on Rachel, Hiram could have pretended that he had never seen them together. But the truth was, Wayne hadn't gotten over Rachel yet; he could see it in Wayne's eyes, in the way he looked at Rachel. So, how could Hiram bear watching them together?

Hiram and thought to herself, 'So basically, Hiram's jealous. It seems that he hasn't

me, is there anyone else in your heart?" Hiram asked hastily. He turned her head and forced her to

reluctant to say anything.

shouted at him just because she was jealous that he had danced with another woman, how would he react? She believed he would

you saying anything?" Hiram prodded. He lowered his head to kiss her, as if

away, but she didn't kiss him back either. What could

the situation was awkward. Right then, Hiram's phone

his seat before answering the phone. It was

Hiram gasped into the phone.

You

running. What are you calling

week for a performance. She is afraid that it will freak you out if you find out on your own, so she

at the woman sitting next to him. "Okay, I

hesitantly, "Lydia has a performance here next week, and she wants

and was

think it's my place to decide whether she could

"Honey, I..."

home now?" Rachel asked,

forward. He started the car and drove it steadily

Tulip Palace, Hiram stopped on

bedside lamp and settled into bed. She had brought a stack of books and several documents from work, so she was

having already showered in his room, Hiram opened the

was Rachel's room. For the past few days, she had either slept here or in Hiram's room depending on her mood. She went

in her books

a cold thing on her ring finger. Rachel pulled her hand back and

will you put the other

jewelry box into

on Rachel's hand, but he knew that it

her hand, and then raised her head to