Have I Told You Lately

The knife and fork Rachel used to cut the meat suddenly slipped, making harsh sound. She paused for that moment as if hesitating about something, then she raised her head and stared at the man's handsome profile. She was haunted with guilt judging from her eyes, "Sorry, Osmond. I've been thinking a lot about what you asked me to think about...but I still can't..."

Rachel was about to speak, but said nothing in the end. She felt distressed for herself and also sorry for him.

Osmond looked gloomy, but he didn't get angry at her, nor behaved in an ill-mannered way.

He still smiled gently, "You don't have to apologize to me. Love can't be forced. We have both experienced a failed marriage, so we will be careful not to make a mistake again. I have already felt happy when you consider me."

"Osmond, thank you for understanding me." Rachel looked at him and felt so grateful. Then she fed Monica the meat, and sincerely said, "I'm not gonna lie to you. Osmond, you can definitely find a woman you love with your identity and background. You don't have to make do with someone you don't love. I believe the woman you love will also treat Monica nicely."

To her, the reason why Osmond wanted her to be his girlfriend was because they were suited to form a family and live a peaceful life together.

But the man suddenly shook his head and smiled. It seemed that he was helpless, and said with a sigh, "Rach, why do you think I compromise when I choose you? Was I being too reserved that you couldn't feel my feelings for you?"

"What?" Rachel was dumbfounded. She looked at him in a daze, "Am I wrong?"

She guessed it wrong?

Seeing her at a loss, Osmond felt funny. He stared at her, "Rachel, why do you always fail to see your own good? If I were to say I really like you, would you reconsider me to be your boyfriend?"

Was he confessing his love to her?

Rachel opened her mouth, but she was unable to say anything for a moment.

Osmond didn't mind. He took a sip of the drink, and said calmly, "At my age, although it seems a little sentimental to be concerned with love, and I am not as romantic as those young people, but I can still tef who I love..."

After a pause, he raised his head and looked her straight in the eyes. His voice was so clear and powerful, "Rach, I am serious."

Rachel was stunned, shocked and somewhat surprised. She stuttered, "Osmond..."

How could he fall in love with her?

They two had been together for so long, and had also thought maybe they could get married and form a family. But the only thing they hadn't thought about was that whether they loved each other.

Rachel was haunted by guilt before, and now she had been caught in a dilemma. She was really afraid what she said would hurt him.

The song just came to the end in the restaurant. It was quiet for a moment.

Nosing out her embarrassment,

Osmond smiled and said in a gentle tone, "Sorry for scaring you. I didn't mean anything else. I just don't want you to misunderstand me. Of

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course, if you can make up with Mr. Shawn, bless you together forever. I know you really like him.

Referring to Kenneth, Rachel's expression changed quickly and then she shook her head, "It has nothing to do with him."

Talk of the devil and he came. The phone on the table vibrated, and the remark name on the bright screen stood out clearly.

Rachel blushed. She hung up the phone and gently bit her lip, "I can't accept another man now, but I think I can't make up with him anymore." She liked him, but what was the good?