Have I Told You Lately

Chapter 33: I Didn’t Plan to Divorce You

Rachel’s heart missed one beat. He did investigate her.

She raises her hand to break free from his confinement and said with a serious yet tied expression,

“Kenneth, I have no mood to argue with you today. You can go.”

Kenneth, who intended to probe into something else, swallowed the question when seeing her tired

expression.

He could understand her mood and knew that it was not an appropriate time to talk about this.

However, he was clear that if he missed this opportunity, it would be hard for him to meet her again.

"Rachel..." He softened his tone, caressing her cheek gently, but after a while, he put down his hand

helplessly, "Let’s talk about it later."

Rachel's eyelashes quivered. But she didn’t reply or say something.

"Have a good rest. I'll go back first." Kenneth stroked her head looking at her meaningfully and turned

around.

Although he had an impulse to stay with her, Osmond was waiting for her outside. So apparently, his

existence was superfluous.

Just as he walked two steps away, Rachel, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, "Why are you eager

to probe into whether it’s your child? What do you want to do? If… it’s really yours, are you going to

shoulder the responsibility of bringing up the child? Or, do you plan to remarry me?”

Kenneth froze and paused. He turned around and stared at her for several seconds, and then spoke in

a low voice, “If it’s mine… Then you are the one to make a decision.”

Of course he would shoulder his responsibility of bringing up the child. And as for remarrying her, he

was not reluctant to the choice; instead, he even felt a bit delighted when thinking of the possibility.

Rachel suddenly looked into his eyes and said expressionlessly, “Oh, are you willing to remarry me?”

“I didn’t plan to divorce you.”

Rachel sneered, “You planned to divorce me one year later. You didn’t want to spend the rest of your

life with me, but now, for the sake of the child, you choose to waste your life on me. Kenneth Shawn,

where’s your manliness? Can you think carefully about what you really want?”

Kenneth’s thin lips curled into a line. He stared at her and said nothing.

Rachel forced a smile, “It was your dad and my dad who forced you to marry me. Now your dad has

passed away, my dad is put in jail, and you become the president of Dragon Age. No one would have

the ability to force you now, so you can fight for everything you want, such as the woman you like and

the life you want. What’s the need to come back to me and pester me?”

Looking at the woman standing in front of him, Kenneth was a bit absent-minded.

What’s his wish?

What does he want?

Rachel naturally didn’t have the patience to wait for his answer. She walked towards him while stating

flatly, “It’s not your child. And I’ll not remarry you. I’ve promised Osmond to think carefully about

marrying him.”

When she passed her, she chuckled and added, “Goodbye, Mr. Shawn.”

Kenneth secretly clenched his fists.

...

Time went by. Rachel commuted from home to company as usual every day. But pregnancy made her

feel sick, especially it was early pregnancy. Fearing that her colleagues would discover it, she had to

scurry around the company enduring the sickness as well as the soreness and drowsiness on her legs.

She was quite regretful that she didn’t choose to be a programmer before, who just needed to focus on

programming and didn’t need to care about other matters.

After assigning all tasks to her subordinates, Rachel walked back her office and slumped herself into

the sofa, panting while rubbing her ankles.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

Rachel was startled when she heard the knock on the door, and hurriedly sat up, "Come in."

"Manager Lewis, this is the scheme you want, and I've modified it."

"Good job. Put it on the table, I'll read it tonight."

Her subordinate smiled, "Then I’ll... get off work first, shall I?"

Seeing her gingerliness, Rachel chuckled and raised her eyebrows, “DO you want to work overtime?”

“No, no, I didn’t mean that. Then I’ll go first.” The girl vigorously shook her head and hastily run away,

as if she feared that Rachel would change her mind. However, she abruptly stopped at the door, turned

around and winked at her ambiguously, “A hunk downstairs seems to be waiting for you.”

Finishing the words, she left quickly.

Rachel was dumbfounded.

A hunk?

She walked to the window and looked down. Before she could see clearly, the phone behind her rang.

It was a little dark outside, she tried hard to observe yet discovered nothing. So she gave up and turned

around to pick up the phone.

"Hi, Osmond." This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

"Rach, do you have extra work tonight?"

"No. I’ll leave soon."

"Well, come downstairs. I’m waiting for you here." Osmond’s voice was quite gentle and melodious.

Rachel was taken aback, "So it was you. Why did you come here today?"

"Monica wants to see you. I think we haven't met for a long time, so I brought her here since I get off

work early today." Osmond paused and then asked, "Do you… have an appointment tonight?"

"I'm free tonight, and I miss Monica too. Wait a minute, I’ll come soon." She chuckled and replied as

she was gathering up the documents.

"Ok, see you later."

A few minutes later, when Rachel went downstairs, Monica in the car smiled when she saw her. Then

this chubby little girl ran towards her in joy.

"Monica, Auntie misses you so much." Rachel picked up Monica and kissed her on her chubby, soft

cheek.

Monica didn't say anything. She simply rubbed her clothes obediently with her face.

A warm smile gradually blossomed on Osmond’s handsome face when he saw the scene, “Let’s go

and have dinner.”

"Let's go!" Rachel smiled and picked up Monica, and then walked towards the car.

A colleague who was walking out of the company happened to see the scene – a luxurious car, a hunk,

a beauty, and a cute girl. What a harmonious combination! Her eyes lit up and then she said enviously,

“Manager Lewis, your daughter is so cute and your husband is so handsome. I guess you’re the

happiest woman in the world.”

Almost everyone in the company knew that she was married, but they had never met Kenneth, and few

knew that she was divorced.

Rachel felt embarrassed and explained, "You mistook it. This’s my friend and his daughter."

The colleague was also taken aback. She looked at Osmond and smiled in embarrassment and

apology, "Sorry, sorry..."

Osmond shook his head gently, "It doesn’t matter."

Then he looked at Rachel and opened the car door for her, "Let's go."

"Okay." Rachel intended to say goodbye to her colleague, but she caught a glimpse of her meaningful

expression. Her heart missed one beat. She then got into the car without saying anything. “Maybe

tomorrow in the company, there will be rumors that I’ve cheated my husband or I was flirting with a

married man.” Rachel thought to herself.