Such a Rude and Noisy Woman
Chapter 66 A Special Candlelight Dinner

"Where are you now?" asked Hiram. Lydia had finally chosen to call him after a day and a half of hiding from everyone.

"Hiram..." Lydia's words were mumbled. It sounded like she was very emotionally unstable at the moment. Then she continued, "Hiram, I'm at JH Hotel now. Please come here and..."

"You're drunk now, aren't you?" Hiram asked, cutting her off. Hiram's eyebrows knitted together because he already knew the answer. He didn't like women getting drunk when they were staying alone outside. He had always thought that women who did such things were being irresponsible about their own safety.

"I only drank a little. Hiram, I'll only go home if you come here to pick me up!" Lydia said stubbornly, before starting to cough.

He looked at Rachel, who was eating. Feeling Hiram's eyes on her, Rachel raised her head and looked at him questioningly.

"I'll be there in half an hour, " Hiram answered, and then hung up the phone.

"Do you have something urgent to attend to?" Rachel asked as she cut the steak on her plate. "If so, you can leave now. Don't worry about me. I don't mind eating alone."

Instead of answering her, Hiram continued eating. After a while, he said, "It's Lydia. This is the first time she's contacted anyone since she left. So, I'll go and take her home after dinner."

Rachel nodded her head and said, "Okay, I understand. It's not safe for a girl to stay outside alone. I'll ask Carl to drive me home when I finish eating."

She knew that Hiram thought of Lydia as his blood sister, so she told herself that she should think of Lydia as her family as well.

After all, she was Hiram's wife.

Hiram left after dinner.

Rachel was still sitting at the dinner table and sipping a glass of wine.

She was thinking about how Hiram was truly an eligible bachelor; there were so many women who wanted to marry her husband. His sister Lydia was the first one. And her uncle, who seldom contacted her, also wanted to marry his daughter to Hiram. And those were just two, there were millions of women on the list that she didn't know.

The divorce agreement they had both signed was like a fish-bone stuck in her throat. It kept bothering her.

She realized that her life wouldn't be easy as long as she had the title of Hiram's wife.

Swallowing the last sip of wine, she sighed and said to herself, "There are hard times ahead."

She was slowly getting a little drunk, but she loved the feeling.

After starting to go to work, she had been too busy to have the time or the mood to drink.

Now that she was free, she just wanted to relax and think about nothing.

What she didn't know was that she never had to worry about being scolded by her boss again. No one in her office dared to say anything against her after replaceing out that she was Hiram's wife. Hiram arrived at the JH hotel.

He didn't know that Lydia was completely drunk.

When he opened the door, Lydia kept stumbling as she tried to walk to him.

"Hi, Hiram. I knew you still cared about me and wouldn't leave me here alone..." slurred Lydia.

Hiram stepped into the room and turned the light on.

But he turned the light off immediately the next second, Because Lydia was standing there completely naked.

"Lydia, do you know what you are doing?!" Hiram roared with anger. Not only was he angry, he was also very disappointed. Dragging her by her arm, he threw her onto the sofa.

Lydia was getting a little dizzy with all this sudden movement, but she was still happy because the one she loved was here with her. She tried to recover by shaking her head and then answered, "Hiram, don't you understand what I'm doing? Isn't this clear? I'm the one you should be in love with, and I'm the one you should marry. Not Rachel! Not her!"

Then she struggled to stand up, because she wanted to hug the man she had loved for years. Even though the light was off, she could still see his silhouette which was outlined by the moonlight scattered through the window.

The alluring curves of her body were also exposed against the soft moonlight.

Finally managing to get on her feet, Lydia walked to Hiram and wrapped her arms around his neck. Putting her head against his chest, she said, "I want my first time to be with you. I don't care whether you can marry me or not. All I want is to be your woman and to get your love. I can always be with you as your lover. I don't mind..."

The disappointment in Hiram's eyes deepened. He was realizing that the woman in front of him wasn't the pure and innocent little girl that he used to know, not anymore.

It was like seeing a flower wilt right in front of him. Her once optimistic and happy nature was nowhere to be seen.

"Lydia, you'd better remember who you are! You are the only daughter of the Rong family, which is an unreachable dream for many people. Our door will still be open for you, but only if you know who you are," Hiram reminded her coldly. "Or do you seriously want to destroy what you have now?"

Lydia sobered up after hearing his words. Not only were they hurtful, she knew that they were also a serious warning from Hiram. She removed her arms from around his neck and stepped back.

"You're a lucky girl, which you should be aware of. Since the day you were brought home from the orphanage by our parents, your life has changed completely. Everything they provide for you is the best because they think of you as their blood daughter and love you from the bottom of their hearts. You're an adult now, it's time for you to honor them. Look at what you're doing! How would they feel if they knew about this?" asked Hiram.

Lydia wordlessly curled up into a ball on the sofa. She was ashamed after hearing his words and desperately wanted to cover her naked body somehow.

She didn't even have the courage to look at Hiram's eyes because she finally realized how stupid her behavior had been.

"I can forget what you've said to me tonight, because I know that it was hard for you to differentiate between the dream you created and reality. But now, you have to remember who you are! You will never be the woman that I want to marry. So, forget your grudge against Rachel. As far as I'm concerned, you're my sister. Right now, you're in front of me completely undressed and I still don't have any sexual desire for you, "he continued.

Then he grabbed the quilt from the bed and threw it to Lydia so that she could cover herself.

"I'll give you two options. Think clearly and make your choice. First, never do anything like this again. You will still be the daughter of the Rong family. Everything will be the same as it was before," he uttered.

"Or second, I'll send you back to America tomorrow, and you'll stay there for the rest of your life!"

As soon as he stated the two options to Lydia, he turned on his heels and slammed the door close behind him. Lydia knew that he was furious.

But actually, Hiram was more disappointed than angry. He could understand the affection Lydia had for him. But her behavior tonight was inexcusable, which disappointed him a lot.

As her elder brother, he was even more distressed to see his sister doing this.

On the way home, Hiram got a phone call from Rachel.

"Did you see Lydia? Is she okay?" asked Rachel.

She was still sitting at the same table, but she had made herself more comfortable by pushing two chairs together and sitting on them. She had been bored and looking through the window at the people walking on the street before calling Hiram. "She's fine. How about you? Are you home now?" asked Hiram. He could tell that her voice was a little different.

"Nope, I'm still at the restaurant. The waiter told me that you reserved it for a whole night. So, I decided not to waste the money you spent. By the way, the Lafite of 1982 is very nice. Since it has been opened already, I'll finish it instead of wasting it," answered Rachel. What she didn't say was that she also wanted to take this chance to relax herself.

Hiram immediately turned the car around and drove towards the restaurant. "I'm a little surprised that you're enjoying yourself there alone," Hiram said. "Are you celebrating my absence?"

Rachel laughed. She was still looking outside through the restaurant window, but her eyes glazed over. With one hand holding the cell phone and the other on the arm of the chair next to her, she answered, "I should be happy, shouldn't I? Before, I always wanted to keep a distance with you because I didn't want to get hurt. I thought that the more I got to know you, the more I would get hurt when it was time for us to part."

"And what do you think now?" asked Hiram.

He liked hearing her voice. Even now, as he listened, he was drawing her face in his mind.

'Does she finally know how I feel about her?

Or maybe I'm just thinking too much, 'Hiram thought to himself.

Rachel held the cell phone in her hand without replying. After two minutes, she hung up on Hiram because she didn't know how to answer. Then she rested her head on folded arms and looked at the neon lights on the street. She seemed to be either in deep thought or in a daze.

A little while later, the chair in front of her was pulled out and her train of thought was interrupted.