Have I Told You Lately

Chapter 4: Assistant

Kenneth rolled his sleeve up, showing his lean arm. “I’ll make the dinner.”

“Here’s the apron.” Rachel tipped her toes and took the apron from the shelf. She spread it out, wanted

to help him put it on. “Your shirt is white in color; it would be difficult to clean if there’s oil stain.”

Kenneth gave her a glimpse and turned around, Rachel then quickly put the apron on him.

As both of them were doing the house chores, they chose a bigger size when buying the apron.

Although he was tall, it was still amusing to see him wearing this piece of cloth.

Rachel did not leave the kitchen but stayed at the entrance watching him bustling around instead. For a

man displaying elegance, it was still pleasant to watch him doing these kinds of chores. “Well, why did

you come back today?”

Although during their marriage they had agreed that unless Kenneth needed to go for a business trip,

he must go home every weekend, yet she thought he would not come back when he had done so

yesterday.

Kenneth was busy washing the vegetables and did not turn his head back. “It’s weekend.”

“Oh.” Rachel’s eyes dimmed.

Of course, if not for the agreement on contract, it turned out that he would not come back even if it was

his own apartment.

“Was there anything you wanted to talk to me on phone this morning?” Kenneth asked. He explained,

“It’s my assistant who picked up the call and she told me someone’s looking for me. I realized it’s you

when I check my phone.”

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What kind of assistant would address her boss that affectionately?

“I just wanted to ask whether you’re coming back or not.” She still did not manage to ask him why he

did not save her number as she felt uncomfortable just by listening to what he said at the beginning.

She turned and went to the living room.

She browsed through Weibo listlessly and felt anxious after a while. She then unconsciously opened

Baidu.

When she regained her consciousness, she realized she was searching ‘why my husband did not save

my number’, ‘husband’s assistant being affectionate towards husband’ and so on all over on Baidu.

She could not help but tap the bunch of comments open, which was all about ‘your husband’s been

derailed, be careful’, and ‘check your husband’s phone to gather evidence for divorce to get more

money afterwards’…She gave a wry smile and felt bitter inside.

It was at this moment, Kenneth carried a dish out from the kitchen and called her, “Come and eat.”

“Oh, yes.” Rachel hurriedly kept away her phone.

They used to be silent when they had their meals. Rachel peeked frequently at Kenneth with a

complicated look yet she did not utter a word.

Kenneth washed the dishes and went back to their room.

He must have been busy in his work recently as he went to bed straight after taking a shower. Kenneth

was already asleep when Rachel went inside the room after putting on her mask. He slept with his back

facing her, and Rachel felt that there was a huge gap between them that could not be bridged.

Her eyes were fixed at his phone placed on the bedside cabinet. She stood there for a long time and

finally could not help but take it over.

She knew the password when she used his phone to take photos.

After entering the password, Rachel browsed his mails which mostly concerned his work and was

barely understandable to her. Her breathing stopped when she browsed until the message part.

There was a read message with only a few words: Ken, thank you for today. I’ll treat you something

delicious some day when I’m free.

Sabrina Torres?

So that’s the name of the assistant? Or is her just another woman?

Rachel could not discern how she felt when she saw the message. Kenneth must have deleted it if it

was an unimportant message.

She shut the phone down and placed it back onto the cabinet.

Rachel stared at Kenneth’s wide back and could not help but put her arms around his waist.

Yet her hands were pushed away gently at the next moment and he even moved a bit further from her

as if indicating an urge to keep a distance.

Rachel felt even bitterer with his actions.

He had banged her hard continuously last night but why can’t she asked for just a single hug from him?

Could it be there was nothing else left besides that piece of paper and his libido fulfillment?

Rachel figured that she might want to divorce after settling her father’s matter.

Four years were too long. She was exhausted and could not wait for it to end any longer.