Hope you in my dream

Chapter 13 One Could Not Avoid His Enemy

Clark raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't be in such a hurry. Take care of yourself first. You must be tired after all this. Have a good sleep. I'll stay here to company you."

On second thought, Rachel realized she was really tired. She closed her eyes and fell asleep quickly.

After a series of things today, Rachel was exhausted and soon fell asleep.

In her sleep, countless flashlights appeared in front of her eyes, and she was wearing a thin sexy dress.

"No, don't..." Rachel subconsciously reached out to cover her eyes and didn't want these people to see her like this.

With sweat all over her head, Rachel kept shaking her head and sleeping, looking extremely uneasy.

At this time, her allergy had gone down, revealing the original beautiful face, which was very amazing. It was a pity that there was a painful expression on her beautiful face.

Clark was awakened by her noise. He quickly opened his eyes and saw that she was in a nightmare and could not wake up. He quickly reached out to wake her up.

"Wake up, wake up..." Clark reached out and pushed Rachel.

"Ah!" Rachel screamed and suddenly woke up.

The moment she woke up, the worry in Clark's eyes disappeared and his face became calm.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Clark asked expressionless.

Rachel looked at him and found that she was dreaming just now, which relieved her a lot.

She nodded to him and said apologetically, "I'm so sorry to wake you up."

"Nothing." Clark's face was calm; on one could tell he was really worried just now.

On the second day, after the doctor checked that Rachel was back to normal, Clark went through the discharge formalities for her and directly took her back to QH villa.

After getting out of the car, Rachel saw the magnificent villa in front of her. She had a complicated feelings in her heart. Even though the Yan family had a good reputation in M City, they couldn't live here. If she didn't see it wrong just now, this was the most famous villa area in M city. Even if you were rich, you were not allowed to buy villa here.

"Is this your home?" Rachel turned to ask Clark, guessing that this should be the place he often stays in.

Clark nodded and led her, "Come in with me!"

Rachel followed him through the front garden and into the villa, only to find that it was empty and no one else was there.

"You don't have servants here?" Rachel asked curiously.

Generally, rich people liked to arrange a few servants at home to clean and cook.

Clark paused and then replied casually, "There are no servants, but there are hourly workers. I don't like too many people, which will disturb me. But if you like, I can arrange some servants to come in."

Rachel quickly shook her head and said, "No, in fact, I don't like too many people around as well."

After that, she realized something was wrong. She didn't live here and it had nothing to do with her whether Clark arrange servants or not.

"It seems that we are just perfect match with each other," Clark said lightly.

Clark took her to her room and said, "Have a rest first. I'll call you at dinner time."

After that, he turned around and left.

Rachel walked around the room. The layout of the room was very elegant, and she liked it very much.

What she didn't know was that when he went downstairs, Clark called his assistant directly and said, "You can take a week off next."

The assistant was confused when he was informed of his leave.

"Mr. Clark, you..." The assistant struggled to ask if he had been fired all of a sudden.

"Come back to work after a week," Clark added in a casual voice.

The assistant was so scared just now. After getting the reply, he finally felt at ease. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Then, he was immediately happy: "Thank you, Mr. Clark. That's great. I can finally have a trip that I can leave as soon as I want!"

Clark mercilessly hit him, saying, "Have a good time first, and the workload is estimated to be more than three times after you come back."

Hearing this, the assistant was instantly downhearted. "Mr. Clark, why did you treat me like this?"

Clark hung up the phone before his assistant finished.

Before long, Clark walked into Rachel's room with several paper bags.

"These clothes are for you. Take a shower and change into clean clothes. After dinner, have a good sleep and go to that party with me tonight."

Rachel was a little surprised. "Is that the dinner party today?"

But she hadn't prepared anything yet!

As if he could see through her mind, Clark looked at the bag and said, "Everything you need is ready."

Rachel opened the bags and looked at them one by one. What he bought for her were almost all business suits, evening dresses, underwear, jewellery, shoes and etc.

These clothes were all brand goods and they were very expensive.

This was not the point. What shocked her most was that the size of all these things just fitted her.

How could he know her size?

When Rachel was about to say something, Clark said as if he could see through her mind, "I asked someone else to buy these. I sent your photos to her, and she asked the shopping guide to choose them for you."

After that, Clark left calmly.

Rachel smiled, thinking, 'No wonder. I just thought how could a man like him know how to buy these? He could not tell my size just by naked eyes, right?'

She casually picked a suit and went to the bathroom.

In a twinkling of an eye, it was evening. Rachel dressed herself up in a fresh and elegant manner.

When Clark appeared in front of him in the clothes that Clark bought for her, there was a flash of amazement in his eyes, but it was soon submerged in the depths of his eyes.

"The dress fits you well, not bad." Clark nodded with appreciation in his eyes.

With a blush on her face, Rachel shyly lowered her head and said, "Thank you."

When she looked up, Clark turned around and walked out. "Get ready to go!"

Rachel was a little disappointed. It seemed that he was just trying to be polite just now by praising her!

She put away her thoughts and quickly followed up.

When they came to the party and entered, Rachel held Clark's arm. The match of handsome men and beautiful women soon attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone looked at them sideways and someone recognized Clark.

"Oh my God, isn't this Clark?"

"Who is the woman standing beside him? She's so beautiful!"

"They are a perfect match!"

In the crowd's praise, the two entered the venue.

Soon someone came up and said with enthusiasm, "Mr. Clark, thanks for coming. We should have a good talk sometime."

Seeing this, Rachel said to Clark politely, "Excuse me, I am going to the bathroom."

Clark looked at her with some uncertainty, asking, "Are you sure it is okay for you to be alone?"

Rachel smiled and nodded confidently, replying, "Of course, there is no problem at all."

Clark nodded to her.

Rachel turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

When she came to the bathroom, Rachel finally relaxed. It had to be said that Clark was so brilliant. She felt a little pressure when she was with him.

She washed her hands and looked at herself in the mirror before turning around and leaving.

As soon as she came out of the door again, Rachel saw a familiar face.

"Nancy?" Rachel chuckled. One could not avoid his enemy.

She hadn't deal with her sister for what happened yesterday.

But now, she bumped into her here.

When Nancy saw Rachel, she was also stunned.

She had heard about what happened yesterday. She was still angry that the director didn't take videos of Rachel successfully. But when she heard that it was Clark who saved her, she was going to be crazy out of jealousy.

Nancy raised her chin slightly and walked over with a disdainful look. "Oh, isn't this my dear sister? Why are you here?"