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 find

The Mighty Soldier King is back!

With the original intention to protect his beautiful boss, he accidentally gets involved in dangerous adventures and trouble.

Will our Mighty Soldier King be defeated? Or will he sweep away all obstacles?

m. 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.