Such a Rude and Noisy Woman

Chapter 179 Act First And Explain Later

Rachel had just stepped into the porch of the villa when she heard the sound of laughter from inside.

Fannie seemed to be comfortably talking and laughing with Emma and a new housemaid.

"Mom?"

Rachel said furiously when she entered and saw Fannie sitting on the sofa. "Mom, why did you move

here? You didn't even tell me a word!"

When she had gone back to an empty house earlier, she'd thought that something bad had happened

and that she might even need to go to her hometown immediately.

"So you're back, darling?" Fannie asked calmly.

"Is Rachel back? We're going to serve dinner."

Emma said, taking the housemaid into the kitchen with her.

Fannie was more puzzled than Rachel. She said, "Darling, didn't you arrange this? When Chad came

to bring us here, he told me that you'd arranged it but you were too busy to tell me about it yourself. I

didn't think much of it!"

Right at that moment, Hiram walked down the stairs towards them. "Mom, sorry, I'm the one who

arranged this."

Then he turned to Rachel and said in a soft tone, "Honey, the place you were living in is too small for

mom to recover. This house is big and the air is good. So I arranged for mother to move here."

Rachel opened her mouth to speak, but Fannie beat her to it. "Hiram, you're so thoughtful. The place

we used to live in is small indeed, and I had to take an elevator to get to the road. This house is much

more convenient, and there's also a small garden for me to take a walk.

Darling, I will recover in a month. After that, I'll move out so I don't disturb you two!"

"That's not what I'm upset about, Mom..." Rachel replied, looking at Fannie first, then looking at Hiram.

She pulled him towards the store room.

Hiram followed her inside and closed the door behind him. Without giving her time to speak, he pulled

her into his arms.

Rachel was about to protest when he kissed her.

His tongue pushed her teeth open, forcing her to kiss him back. It wasn't until the kissing made her

gasp that he released her.

"Dear, you want to live with your mother. I don't want to spend my nights alone. Now, we're in a win-win

situation. Don't you think?" he said cheekily.

Rachel took a breath and stared at him. "Hiram, you know why I want to stay away from you."

"Yes. It's the same reason I want you back. I can only make up for it if you're by my side! Do you know

that without you, I have insomnia every night? You should spare some thought for me, okay?"

Hiram said, stealing small kisses as he spoke.

Rachel wanted to argue, but she heard her mom calling them for dinner.

"We'll settle this later." She glared at him one last time and strode out of the store room.

Hiram smiled and followed her.

After dinner, Rachel gave Fannie a tour of the house. Fannie's room was on the first floor, next to the

room Emma and the nanny would stay in, so night care was also convenient.

The room was quite large, with all sorts of things. It was clear that Hiram had carefully arranged

everything.

The decision to move Fannie here was premeditated, so to speak.

Rachel went up to the second floor

And headed to the bedroom, but Hiram wasn't there, nor was he in the study, so she continued on to

the third floor.

There, undoubtedly, Rachel heard the sound of running on the treadmill from afar.

She stood in the doorway, looking at the man on the black treadmill, running with a black tank top on.

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before.

Hiram, who was jogging, saw a woman get onto the treadmill next to him, her high ponytail swinging as

she moved.

"Why did you act first and explain later?" Rachel asked, staring at Hiram as she walked slowly.

Hiram wiped his sweat off with a towel before increasing the speed on his treadmill. "As long as I can

see you every day, it doesn't matter how I make it."

Rachel stared at him wordlessly, Then increased the speed on her treadmill and started jogging.

Moments later, Hiram's cellphone, which he had placed on the treadmill rack, rang. He pressed the

pause button, pausing to catch his breath, and picked up the phone.

Rachel wasn't particularly interested in listening to his phone call, but when she heard what seemed to

be a woman's voice on the other end, she couldn't help listening with her ears pricked up.

"Miss Feng, what's the matter? Why are you calling me so late?" Hiram asked, watching Rachel.

"Now? It's late. You can come talk to me tomorrow at my company, " Hiram said in an indifferent tone.

Rachel still concentrated on running without stopping.

"Don't mention it. We're old buddies, we're just too busy to find time. Okay, let's meet tomorrow at the

company. Bye! Good night."

Hiram hung up the phone, put it back on the rack, and started running again.

He waited for a while, thinking that Rachel would ask him about the call, but she had only been curious

at the beginning and didn't seem to want to talk about it now.

"Don't run so fast at first. Your body won't stand it.

If you want to keep it up, come by every night and stay with me for half an hour, "

He said.

Rachel was becoming short of breath after running for just a little while. She slowed down and began to

walk slowly. She glanced at Hiram, who had a perfect body that was admired by dozens of women.

"Hiram, can you stop doing whatever you please? Would you please think about how I feel?" she

gasped.

Hiram stopped and looked at her. "If I'd told you about Fannie moving here before, would you have

agreed?"

Rachel stayed silent.

"I know my tactics are tough, but they're the most effective, " he said, leaning against the treadmill.

Rachel turned away, trying to avoid looking at his attractive body. "Even if that's true, you should have

said something to me."

"Rachel, I'm not just your husband. I'm also one of your family members. I want my mother-in-law to

have a better environment to recuperate from illness. That's not wrong, is it?" said Hiram, suddenly

approaching her. She looked up hastily at his chest, which was covered in beads of sweat.

His abs were visible but not excessive. Resisting the urge to snort, she said, "Hiram, you're doing this

on purpose, aren't you?"

"Doing what?" Hiram raised his eyebrows, trying to guess the meaning of her words.

"You're trying to get in shape like this to seduce me, aren't you?" she said, looking up into his eyes.

Hiram laughed. "You think too much. I exercise mainly so I can work better. If I don't keep myself fit and

healthy, I'll get sick easily. That might delay a lot of things."

"Oh..." Rachel turned around and started jogging again.

"Why, aren't you satisfied with my body? Or are you too satisfied with it?" Hiram asked chuckling. Even

after running for a long time, his breathing was even, unlike Rachel, who was gasping for air.

"No, I'm just trying to tone my body, " Rachel said, changing the topic, looking down at her own flat but

shapeless abdomen.

With a grunt, he lifted her off the treadmill and made his way to the side seat.

"Let me go!" Rachel exclaimed in astonishment. He was holding her by the waist.

"Don't you want to hear my answer to the question you texted me today?" Hiram said, putting her down

on the seat.