Such a Rude and Noisy Woman
Chapter 203 The Mid-Autumn Festival

Rachel swallowed back her words, bit her lip and calmed herself down by taking a deep breath. Since he was the boss and had the right to make the final decision, she had better obey him so that he didn't get irritated. "Honey, let's do something that involves only the two of us," said Hiram at Rachel's ear, lowering his head to give her a kiss on the shoulder.

"What do you want to do?" Rachel asked, pulling back a little.

Drawing close to her again, Hiram smiled. "You know what I want. I promise you can go to bed early this night," he said in a flirty tone, kissing her gently on her collarbone. Submerged in the pool, Rachel felt like every gentle touch and movement that Hiram made was electric. At the same time, Hiram, whose sexual desire was at its peak, took off his bath towel and washed the petite woman with his intense kisses.

After some physical entanglement, Rachel was totally exhausted. She had wanted to relax by taking a good bath, but now, she was more tired than she had been before. When they returned home, Rachel went right to bed, while Hiram, who was pleasantly satisfied, went upstairs as usual to do exercise. Rachel had a good sleep that night. The next day, Rachel called Wayne to make sure that Hiram had stopped taking retaliatory action against him.

Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival arrived.

The day before, Rachel had arrived at XH Village with Fannie.

Early in the morning on Mid-Autumn day, she accompanied her mother to her father's tomb, carrying some moon cakes, light refreshments and a pot of wine.

Rachel squatted down on the ground and pulled up the new grass around the tomb. When she saw Fannie weeping in front of the tomb, her heart ached. She quickly looked away, holding back her tears.

Every Mid-Autumn day, Rachel and her mother would visit her father's tomb so that they would have a proper family reunion.

"Simpson, I've come to see you. You've been sleeping here for so many years. Do you know how much I miss you?" said Fannie, sobbing as she looked at the black and white picture on the tomb. The man in the picture was young and handsome. Seeing it brought Fannie back to her first acquaintance with her husband. It seemed to her as if everything had happened just yesterday.

"Recently, I often think of our past, when we first met, when Rachel was born, and when we worked hard together to make life better. At that time, life was hard, but you, me, and our daughter, we were all together. We were so happy then! Simpson, how are you getting along in the other world?

Do bless our Rachel. Keep her safe and sound. My only desire is to see her have a baby. After my wish comes true, I'll happily come and give you company," continued Fannie, talking to her husband even though he could never reply.

Hearing her mother's words, Rachel couldn't control the tears from falling from her eyes. She dropped the grass in her hand and hugged her mother. "Mom, don't say such things. You have me. I will always stay with you, "Rachel said comfortingly. "I've already lost my father. I don't think I can stand losing you too. Mom, please stay strong for my sake.

Promise me you won't say such things again...or even think them! Okay?"

"Rachel, don't worry. I'll take good care of myself. I haven't seen my grandson yet. Mom will stay with you and help you take care of your child, "Fannie reassured her daughter as she patted her on the back and wiped away her tears. Rachel nodded and held her mother tightly in her arms. "Mom, I have to go back to my mother-in-law's house tonight to celebrate the festival. Come with me. I can't leave you alone here. Please?" Rachel asked with red eyes. Fannie shook her head and said, "Rachel, you go ahead without me. I want to stay here for two more days. I'll head back to the city after that. Don't worry about me, I have Emma. She can take care of me." "Mom..." Rachel said again, gazing at her mother pleadingly.

"Rachel, listen to me. Your father-in-law has returned from the US just to celebrate the festival. You're a family now. You're supposed to spend your family reunion with them," said Fannie firmly, patting Rachel on the back to comfort her.

On the afternoon of the Mid-Autumn day, There was a conversation going on in the study room of the Rong mansion between the father and the son.

"Hiram, I asked you to replace out the cause of your aunt's death. Have you gotten any result yet?" asked Gavin, who had just arrived from the airport.

Hiram hadn't expected his father to be in such a hurry to know the result. Suddenly, he realized with a sinking feeling that his father might have already heard some news about the investigation.

"Dad, you've just come back from the US. You must be tired. Take some rest, and then I'll tell you everything in detail." "I'm fine. Don't try to distract me from the fact that you haven't been telling me everything, "Gavin said coldly. "Yes, we are making some progress in the investigation, but I don't want to come to any conclusions without definite information. I was intending to tell you everything once I get reliable information, " replied Hiram skillfully.

"So none of the information is reliable?" asked Gavin dryly, staring at Hiram with piercing eyes. "Or, you're trying to hide the truth from me."

Hiram frowned at his father's remark. It was clear that Gavin already knew something about the investigation.

"Dad, there's been a misunderstanding. If you've found any clues, please tell me," replied Hiram calmly.

"You're truly my son!" shouted Gavin, banging the desk with his hand. "You're so proud of yourself that you think I don't know what you're doing.

From the investigation, you've already found out that your aunt's death had something to do with a man called Matte Ruan, which you checked again and again before confirming that the information was true. Right?"

Hiram's face turned grave, then slowly, he said, "Dad, since you already know that information, I've nothing to say.

But what do you think you can do about it now? My aunt has been dead for so many years. She's not going to come alive no matter what you do. What's more, Matte died long ago. He had already gotten his punishment. Dad, what you wanted was the truth of the matter. Now you got it. Let it go." "No, I won't. Hiram, you know what I regret most in my life?" asked Gavin with a cold smile, staring vacantly into the distance.

"When my sister was found dead in the river, people thought she died of drowning, but I didn't agree. I swore that I would replace out who killed her."

With that, Gavin walked towards the drawer and took out an old photo album. The girl in the black and white pictures was young and pretty, like she had always been.

Gavin looked at those pictures with watery eyes. It seemed to him as if his young sister was smiling at him and calling him gently.

"What really happened in XH Village that year? I've inquired a lot of people in the village, but their lips were sealed. So of course, I guessed that this matter had something to do with the Ruan family. I know most of the villagers are from the Ruan family. They share the same family name. That's why they refused to tell me the truth.

It turned out that I was right. But to my surprise, Matte had another name, Simpson. He was Rachel's father."

Gavin closed his eyes. Although aged by grief, he still looked as majestic as he had always been.

Hiram saw his father being lost in his painful past and sighed.

"Dad, don't be sad. My aunt is already gone. We should cherish those who are still with us.

Rachel is my wife and your daughter-in-law. Whatever her father did, it had nothing to do with her. She is innocent. I hope that she won't be involved in this dispute.

Dad, I beg you not to vent out your anger on her. And I intend to hide every detail about this matter from her. I don't want to see her live in regret because of her dead father's fault."

"Hiram, I can't keep silent in front of Rachel," said Gavin gravely, shaking his head and turning to his son. "You know how much I loved your aunt. I could never let this matter go easily.

Since we've gotten such an important clue, the investigation should be continued. I will stay here until everything is clear."

Seeing his father's decisive attitude, Hiram frowned. After a moment of silence, he said to his father in a low voice, "In the end, if it's confirmed that Rachel's father was the cause of my aunt's death, what are you going to do?"

"I can't accept the daughter of the man who killed my sister as my daughter-in-law. Hiram, you are my son. I've always respected your feelings and decisions.

I hope you can show the same kind of understanding and sympathy for me. If that turns out to be the truth, I hope you divorce Rachel," replied Gavin, trembling slightly. It seemed that it was hard for him to say those words to his son. "No, I could never divorce her. I love her. How can you ask me to divorce my beloved wife? She has done nothing wrong,

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Exclaimed Hiram immediately. ☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐