Such a Rude and Noisy Woman

Chapter 128 His Love Letter

Nowadays, it had become common for couples to sign a prenuptial agreement to protect their assets

and interests. This was especially true for long-standing and wealthy families like the Rong's.

"Rachel." Hiram stared at the coldness in her eyes, his heart started to feel a bit aching, just like a

needle was quietly but deeply and repeatedly pricking it. "If you really want it in your heart, then I can

draft one. But ... I just think there is no need."

Rachel turned her eyes from the night sky to Hiram, and gave him a smile, "Don't say that. We have

our future ahead of us and who knows what will happen during that time? What if you get tired of my

no-longer beautiful appearance? What if you meet someone else and go behind my back and have an

affair on the side? At least, I need to provide my child and myself with a guarantee."

"Rachel..." Hiram frowned.

Though it was late at night when all was still, they were not certain whether someone else would

overhear their conversation in the yard.

"That's nothing. I believe that people should be realistic considering the high divorce rate that we have

now. And we were almost ... So, I feel that we need a prenuptial agreement in case we..."

Before Rachel barely finished her words, Hiram abruptly stood up, leaned across the table, and kissed

her on the lips to calm her. She didn't need to say anything more.

"Baby, I hate this. If you have decided to draft one, I will just cooperate. But, never talk about things that

haven't happened yet. They are extremely undesirable. Okay?"

He gasped lightly as he ran his thumb across her lips.

Rachel felt a bit uncomfortable because of his dubious posture, so she moved back a bit and said, "I

know that these things are not pleasant to hear. However, we can never tell what would happen in the

future. Right?"

Her eyes twinkled with different emotions. Rachel looked down and muttered.

"Will you hold the same conviction if you fall in love with a younger and more charming woman some

day in the future?"

Women usually believed that if a man didn't love you anymore, he would no longer care about anything

concerning you.

Ah...

Her mouth suddenly hurt.

Hiram put a finger on her lip, pressing her lip against her teeth, which might mildly hurt. "Though it's

uncertain whether I will love another woman or not in future. I know that there are very few in this world

that have better self-control than me.

So, you never need to worry. I won't promise you anything, because even the sincerest promises in the

world are meant to be broken. But do know this, that I will try my best to love you every day."

Rachel stared at his eyes. Though there were no stars outside and the moon had not risen, his eyes

were much brighter than all of them, giving a pure glow from within him.

Then the only thing Rachel could see was his seriousness.

After a while, Rachel stretched out her hands and wrapped her arms around Hiram's neck, saying with

a smile, "Good. Keep it up. I'll see if you can stay handsome for the whole night!"

His posture, leaning across the table and holding her chin, was indeed very handsome and attractive.

Hearing her wisecracks, Hiram laughed out loud. He hugged her waist and said, "Let's go back home

tonight. I'm flying to the US tomorrow and I have to stay there for at least three days."

Rachel finally let him go. She stood up and stretched, "Wait a moment."

She quietly went to Fannie's room to say goodbye. She had intended to open the door secretly to see if

Fannie had slept, but a voice suddenly came out from the room, "Just go. There is no need to come in.

I'm totally fine here!"

Hearing those words, Rachel smiled, and looked back at the man in the yard.

The handsome man standing there was smiling at her. His angular features and the faint smile really

made him quite gentle and cultivated.

It was never too much to compare him to a male god in the mythical stories.

"Come on. Let's go!" Hiram steadily walked towards her with a doting smile. Then he gripped her hand

tightly as they walked to the gate.

On the way back, Rachel remembered something. She took out the keys from her pocket and handed

them back to Hiram, "Here you go. You can have them back."

Hiram glanced at the keys, without any intention to take them. "What do you mean? I've already given

them to you. Why would I take them back?"

"It's enough for the show for everyone to see. There is no need to really give them to me. Come on,

take them back." Rachel added. 'Chad coming over at that time to give the keys to her was to let those

people around see it. He could have given them to me at any time, ' she thought.

Hiram saw that she insisted in returning the keys. He didn't open his mouth. Instead, he took the string

of keys and threw them out onto the grass.

"Hey! Are you crazy? Are you really so fond of throwing things?" Rachel pushed him away and ran to

the grass to pick up the keys.

Luckily, the chain of keys was fairly big, so it didn't take much trouble to find them. After picking up the

keys, Rachel put them back in her pocket instead of giving them back to Hiram.

"Keep in mind that I will never take back whatever I give to you. Or they will end up just like those keys,

" said Hiram in a firm and assertive tone. Then he held Rachel's shoulder and continued to walk toward

the house.

Rachel gave him a cold stare. It was quite true that Hiram couldn't be praised. She admired his

tenderness just now, but as a whole he was a tyrant.

After returning to the Rong's house, they, of course, went straight to Hiram's room.

The Rong house was the old-fashioned wooden building type, with modern technology to complement

it. The interior was specially designed to keep it warm in winter and cool in the summer.

Well, not to mention the bed.

"When will you come up? After studying the wall, you studied the bed. Then when will you study me?"

While Rachel was looking around the room, Hiram was already lying on the bed waiting for her. He

turned on one side towards her with one hand supporting his head, feeling quite jealous.

Were these antiques more valuable than him?

After all, he owned all of these things.

With a sharp eye, Rachel found a compartment at a foot of the bed. It was almost completely hidden.

Curiously, she went to it and opened it. She reached in with her hand and touched something. Feeling

surprised, she quickly withdrew her hand. But her curiosity was strong so she reached in again and

was able to take it out for a closer look. She tucked her hair behind her ear as she waved her hand to

beckon Hiram to leave some space.

"As for you, I will study later. I want to study this first. Do you think we ordinary people could see these

things like this often? Wow, there is something in here..."

Hiram looked at what she had in her hand.

Then he frowned. 'Where did those things come from? Why do they look familiar?' He thought.

Rachel looked closer to examine it. Then she paused.

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"Oh look. How many beads are in here? They look so beautiful! And here's a letter too?" Rachel held

up a handful of colored glass beads in the light to see them better. They might be toys that Hiram left

around when he was young.

But, she was more interested in the letter.

"Oops... Don't take the letter away." Hiram, now also curious, tried to take it from Rachel, but she was

quick enough to wave it away from his reach.

Hiram had already forgotten about the letter. It had probably been there for over a decade. He had

gone and come back several times in his younger days, so it was supposed that the letter was put

there at that time.

As soon as Rachel started reading the contents of the letter, her eyes brightened. It was a love letter!

However, the letter looked so old that Rachel couldn't tell from the handwriting if it was for Hiram, or it

was written by him.