Have I Told You Lately

The car stopped. Rachel thought they had arrived and sat up to have a look. The man in the front said, "Get out." "Did we arrive?"

Kenneth didn't reply and just unfastened his safety belt and got off the car.

Rachel thought he just didn't like talking. So, she didn't ask too much and confusedly followed him out of the car.

It was a restaurant.

Seeing the man walking in, she froze and blurted out, "I am not hungry."

The man glanced at her in an eccentric way, "I am."

Rachel felt choked and squeezed out an awkward smile, "Then I will wait for you in the car. You go ahead."

Kenneth paused and grinned at her, "Rachel, didn't we have a peaceful divorce? I owe you nothing, and so do you. You don't need to keep hiding from me."

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Rachel's face froze and she grasped her hands inadvertently, with a bit embarrassment in her eyes, "You think too much. I was not hiding from you. I just don't want to cause more misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" The man sneered and walked towards her, saying in a charming voice, "Are you afraid Osmond will misunderstand? Doesn't he know you are with me now? What can happen during a meal? Besides, what do you think I can do to a pregnant woman?”

Rachel pursed her lips and failed to find words to argue back.

The man turned around and walked straight into the restaurant.

Rachel gritted her teeth and followed him.

It was just a meal. She was not sacred at all. She had had meal with him countless times before.

He was right. She owed nothing to him. Why should she act like a thief?

Sitting in a small compartment, Rachel watched Kenneth communicating with the waiter fluently. She couldn't deny that she was lightly shocked.

His spoke Japanese so well, and she knew nothing about it before.

But it was only until recently that she found out he was the President of Dragon Age. At the thought of this, she wasn't surprised anymore.

He managed such a giant company at a young age. How could he be a simple man? It was kind of sarcastic. She knew nothing about him before the divorce, but she knew much more after. It was fate that they couldn't be together.

Finishing ordering food, Kenneth turned to her and saw her staring at him. He asked plainly, "What do you want?"

Rachel came to herself and shook her head, "What? I have already eaten plenty much. I am not hungry now."

Kenneth didn't ask more and ordered a vegetable cereal for her.

Rachel didn't understand what he said, but frowned when seeing the cereal being put down before her, "I told you I wasn't hungry. What are you doing?"

The man picked up his fork and knife, and said without raising his head, "I can't abuse a pregnant woman, can I? Just eat some, and if you don't like it, you can leave it then."

He knew expectant mother could be choosy in food, and to prevent her from puking, he ordered the light dish.

Rachel had nothing to say. The man spoke in a tepid voice since the beginning. Maybe he really was just looking after a pregnant woman. If she rejected again, it would not be appropriate. She looked down at the palatable cereal and said nothing more, picking up her fork and eating.

They ate silently. But after eating half of the cereal, Rachel's face turned green and she ran outside immediately with hands covering her mouth.

"Rachel!" The man's face darkened and he tossed his fork and knife, catching up with her.

Rachel didn't go far and couldn't help anymore. She puked into a dustbin in the passageway, looking in great agony.

Kenneth's face turned complicated. He walked upon, paused, and patted her back softly, "How are you doing?"

Rachel's tears come out due to the puking. Because she had too much food in the afternoon, the puking lasted for a long time.

Kenneth stood behind her and frowned harder, feeling his heart aching.

Right now, two ladies in kimono were walking past them and saw Rachel puking. They patted Kenneth's shoulder and scolded him in a gentle way, "Mister, how could you let your wife drink so much?" Kenneth didn't argue back. He just nodded his head, saying in Japanese, "Sorry, she is pregnant."

"What? Pregnant?" Two ladies were both surprised and amazed. They looked at each other and then looked at Rachel's belly. One of them smiled, "As per her condition, it must have been at least three months. What a pleasant delight!"

Another lady nodded too and patted Kenneth, "Take good care of her."

Watching them walking away, Kenneth's eyes turned sharp.

Three months?

According what Rachel said before, she had been pregnant for less than two months. But if it was three months, whose child was it then?

Kenneth squinted and pulled her hand before bending down to carry her, saying, "I will take you to hospital."

Rachel couldn't understand the conversation he had with those ladies. She wasn't paying attention to him, and was shocked by his behavior. Her face got paler and she cried out, "What hospital? What are you doing? Put me down!"

If she went to hospital, everything would be laid bare before him. She wasn't stupid.

"With you puking like this, we need to go to the hospital." Kenneth didn't reveal his suspicion and said briefly.

Rachel kept pushing him and stuttered, "Are you retarded...? This... This is normal, okay? I am aware of my own condition. Put...put me down now."

She never found him so bossy before.

Taking a deep breath, Rachel calmed down and added, "Even if I need to have a check in hospital. It shouldn't be you who take me there. You are my ex-husband." She stressed the word "ex-husband" to remind him of his identity.

This sentence would make any man heartbroken, including Kenneth. With suspicion emerging from his heart, he looked like he was about to do something scary,

Rachel was shocked and blinked her eyes in fright. She unconsciously hugged his neck tight for fear that he might drop her on the ground.

Of course, he wouldn't do that. But he was trying hard to control his emotion. After the divorce, whenever he thought about her, he got angrier. He was like a balloon full of anger and kept expanding with each passing day.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, saying in a calm voice, "I will take you back to hotel."

"You are not hungry now?" Rachel asked.

He gave her a glance, which made her shut up in remorse instantly.

Under this situation, no one could get back to eating.

After getting back to the car, Kenneth didn't say one more word. And it felt quirky.

Rachel was more messed up inside.☐☐☐☐☐☐