Such a Rude and Noisy Woman

Chapter 142 Naughty Rachel

"I'm not going!"

Rachel said without a second thought. Was Hiram trying to get back into her good books by offering her

special benefits after irritating her?

If he was, then she wasn't going to accept such benefits.

"Miss Ruan, the president said you'd better think it through before answering." Ben smiled at her with

patience.

Rachel thought for a second before walking towards the exclusive elevator.

Smiling, Ben went after Rachel.

"Good, Miss Ruan. Don't keep doing things that go against Mr. Rong's wishes. If you act the way he

likes, you will find that there will be many unexpected gains."

Ben opened the door of the president's office and gestured Rachel to go inside. He pointed at another

door in the room and said, "There is a small suite there. You can go in and take some rest. I will knock

on the door when it's time."

"Where is Hiram?" Rachel asked. She had come up here to argue with Hiram, not to take rest.

Ben only smiled in response. He pointed at the suite again.

Understanding what he meant, Rachel strode over to the door. Ben immediately stepped back and

closed the door behind him.

Rachel opened the door and looked inside. Although Ben had said that it was a small suite, it was

hardly small. In fact, it was fully equipped.

There was a wardrobe, a sofa, a TV, and a dining table in the living room.

There was also a bedroom. In the bedroom, Hiram was lying down on the bed. When he saw her walk

in, he looked up at her and said, "Come in. Why are you still standing at the door?"

The curtains were closed, so the light in the bedroom was a little dim, creating an atmosphere of peace

in the bedroom.

Rachel had intended to quarrel with Hiram, but now she changed her mind.

When she approached the bed, Hiram stretched out his arms and pulled her to him. "You only have an

hour, so close your eyes now and have a good rest if you don't want to waste it."

Rachel did want to rest, but she couldn't control the surge of anger that was bubbling up inside of her.

"Hiram, what are you playing at? Why does your attitude towards me keep changing? What do you

want exactly?"

Hiram wrapped his arm around Rachel's shoulder, closed his eyes and said, "You're my wife and I love

you, so I let you come up for a break. What is it that you think I want from you?"

Rachel wanted to get up, but she couldn't, because Hiram was pressing her against the bed.

"Don't struggle. Otherwise, don't blame me for not letting you rest, " Hiram said in a low voice. Now that

they were lying down together on a bed in this dim atmosphere, it was easy for him to be turned on. He

was trying his best to control himself.

Unfortunately, Rachel wasn't an obedient woman. She used one hand to grip the arm that he had

around her, and the other to push herself up from the bed. "I don't need your fake kindness. Do you

really care about whether I have a rest or not?"

Hiram slowly opened his eyes.

"Don't you know whether I care or not?"

Seeing her indignant face and feeling the wisps of her hair trailing down his cheek, Hiram's breath

started to quicken in excitement.

He was just about to raise himself up to kiss her beautiful red lips when she kissed him out of nowhere.

Taking advantage of the position that she was in, Rachel vehemently kissed Hiram unexpectedly.

She kissed him just like he always kissed her to show him what she had learned from him.

Hiram was completely turned on by Rachel's ardent reaction. He suddenly flung his arms around her

tightly.

But suddenly, it all came to a halt.

In the split-second when Hiram was distracted, Rachel used the chance to push him away. Then she

got up, stumbled out of the room and slammed the door of the suite shut with a bang.

Hiram was left alone on the bed.

This was the first time he was encountering such a situation in his life, so he was shocked. But the

shock only lasted for three seconds. He took a deep breath and lay back on the bed.

She was being a tease! Didn't she know that she was torturing him?

Hiram stared after her with grim eyes. Instead of going after her, he quickly got up and went into the

bathroom to let the ice cold water extinguish his inner flame of excitement.

Rachel, who escaped from Hiram's office in a hurry, heaved a long sigh of relief and smiled smugly.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

She fixed her hair and flattened her dress, then walked towards the elevator in a good mood.

"Miss Ruan, why are you leaving so soon?

It's still early." Ben was surprised to see Rachel come out of the suite so early. In his mind, he was

thinking about how dedicated Rachel was to her work.

"Mr. Zhao, please tell your boss that if he irritates me again, he won't be able to handle what I throw his

way, " Rachel said with a smile and walked into the elevator.

Having taught Hiram a lesson, Rachel was in a good mood the whole day after that.

"Did something good happen?

You look very different from how you looked in the morning, " Daniel said, looking at Rachel in

confusion. It was said that a woman's mood was fickle. It was true indeed.

"Is it strange? It's natural that people's moods change, " Rachel said casually as she packed up. She

was getting off work soon.

"I'm taking these materials home. I'll take some time to look over them, " she added, putting two pieces

of documents and a book into her small black backpack.

Daniel, noting that Rachel was in a good mood, wondered whether Hiram and Rachel had made up in

just an hour at noon.

Rachel went to the basement parking lot to get her car. But when she opened the car door, she found a

man already seated in the seat beside the driver's.

She was frightened until she recognized that the man was Hiram. She hesitated for a while, then got

into the car and closed the door.

"Why are you in my cheap little car instead of your fancy Maybach which is worth millions? I'm afraid

my humble car won't serve you well, " Rachel said as she turned the engine on.

Hiram glanced at Rachel and said with his teeth clenched, "I asked Ben to take it for cleaning and

maintenance."

"Oh! I see. But I'm not a good driver. Do you have insurance?" Rachel glanced at Hiram with a smile as

she drove towards the exit.

"If that's what you think, switch places with me. I'll drive, "

Hiram said coldly.

Driving out of the parking lot and onto the road, Rachel grinned and said, "Don't bother. Being bad at

driving is exactly why I have to practice more often! If you're worried about your safety, then get off and

hail a cab on the street. There are lots of them."

"You're such a glib talker, "

Hiram muttered, frowning as he looked at the road ahead.

"By the way, I'm not going home. I have an appointment with Celine. How about I send you home first?"

Rachel said, looking mischievously at Hiram.

Hiram raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes shining. He said, "You're my wife. I've just finished work and I

haven't had anything to eat. Are you going to let me go home alone like that?"

"You mean you want to come along with me?" Rachel asked, habitually turning to look at him.

However, she stopped when she heard Hiram say, "Don't look around. Fix your eyes on the road ahead

when you're driving. Anyway, where else could I go? There's nothing for me to eat at home."

Rachel knew that he was reminding her that she was his wife now.

He was also acting like this to show his displeasure with the way she had behaved at noon.

When they reached the destination, Rachel stopped Hiram from getting out of the car. She disheveled

his tidy hair and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt to make him look more casual.

"What are you doing?"