Chapter 9 You laugh. That’s good.
Chapter 9 You laugh. That’s good.
“Mommy...” Rachel Stuart holds Mrs. Stuart, “There is nothing between me and that man. Really, I just
got drunk and then... then...”
“I know your character clearly. If it was just a simple drunken mess, how could you possibly be so shy?”
Mrs. Stuart knows her girl well enough to say, “Why? Is that boy bad? Or is his family poor?”
“No...no...” She has no idea about Thomas Grey's family, or even what did he do.
Mrs. Stuart sighs, “Don't worry. Anyway, you know our family has a little property. We will accept him
even he is a poor boy. Because you accept him, your dad and I won’t meddle too much.”
“I'm not, I'm not...” Rachel Stuart is about to cry. When did she accept that man?
“I know you’re shy. Would you like to meet that boy? Or call him? You know your father's temper, if he
wants you to bring him back tomorrow, he certainly can't give you room for maneuver.”
Rachel Stuart wants to scream. Thomas Grey is so...
Before leaving, he told her to handle the thing of Cameron Crane as soon as possible and take him
home to meet her parents.
Well, he can meet them next day.
But there is something weird.
Rachel Stuart goes to her room, takes out her phone and calls Thomas Grey.
The phone number was input by Thomas Grey himself. When she dials and sees the remark name,
she almost laughs into tears.
My sweet husband majesty
What the hell?
Rachel Stuart thinks it would take a while to get through, but no sooner did her phone ring than it was
picked up.
“Rachel, have you missed me?” Thomas Grey's deep, gentle voice comes from the phone.
Somehow, Rachel Stuart's heart misses a beat the moment she hears his voice.
“Rachel?” getting no sound from her, there is a slight chuckle in Thomas Grey's voice, “What? Are you
shy to call your husband?”
He is apparently teasing her.
Rachel Stuart’s ears turn red, “can you be serious?”
“Is it necessary to be serious to call my own wife?” Thomas Grey sighs, “Then tell me when I can ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
be...not serious?”
The last question tone makes Rachel Stuart’s heart trembling.
“What, no! Can you stop thinking these things?”
“No.” The voice of Thomas Grey is full of tenderness and affection, “Honey, you don't know that as long
as I hear your voice now, I will...have feelings.”
There is a moment when Rachel Stuart wants to hang up directly.
What a jerk!
“You jerk!”
“The jerk is your sweet husband majesty.” Thomas Grey is not angry at all, and the happiness in his
voice becomes more and more clear, “So, my sweet wife majesty, do you have anything to tell him to
do?”
Suddenly Rachel Stuart laughs
She doesn’t know why. After hearing Thomas Grey's words, she suddenly laughs.
Hearing her laughter, Thomas Grey’s gentle voice is added some warmness, “You laugh. That’s good.”
His normal words go straight into Rachel Stuart's heart, causing her hand to tighten as she holds the
phone.