Have I Told You Lately

Somehow, Rachel felt ashamed in her heart. It seemed that she could never hide her embarrassment in front of him.

"The civil affairs bureau? Dream on! If we remarry now, is there any difference between keeping me as your mistress and remarrying? Do you want to save my dignity in another way or do you want me to be shamed whenever seeing you in the future?" "Rachel Lewis!" Kenneth could do nothing to her stubbornness. A trace of anxiety appeared in his deeply frowned brows.

He couldn't understand why she would always misrepresented his meaning in an evil way.

He doubted if he was not worth trusting.

Strengthening his grip, he dragged her into his arms and held her tightly. Gritting his teeth, he said in a deep voice, "You can choose not to remarry or accept my help, but I don't allow you to have the abortion of the two babies."

The warmth passed from his body startled Rachel, but she didn't utter a word.

She was hesitating. This time she hesitated seriously.

She had made up her mind to give birth to her babies and bring them up. However, the real-life indeed defeated her plan completely.

She could take care of the children herself, but she couldn't leave her parents alone.

The only rock bottom for her was him.

Kenneth looked down at the woman in his arms, who was expressionless with unfocused gaze. He felt a sharp pang in his hart. His face approached her, almost clinging to her forehead. His hoarse voice squeezed between his thin lips had a trace of plead. "Rachel." He knew that once she had made up her mind, it would be quite difficult for her to change. If she indeed wanted to abort the babies, he couldn't save them.

Rachel widened her eyes, looking at him in surprise.

The man's softened attitude, which was only shown in his tone, startled her.

She couldn't believe that he was begging her.

Suddenly a complicated feeling surged in her heart.

She also didn't have the heart to abandon these unborn babies, but why couldn't he think for her? How could she accept any of the options that he provided?

They couldn't remarry at all. His identity would bring her embarrassment. The helps he offered would become the charity. She didn't have the courage to accept any of them no matter how difficult she would be.

She looked down in depression, hiding the expression in her eyes. She muttered, "Kenneth, please go home. My mind is in a mess now. Could you give me some time to consider about it, please?"

Kenneth held her more tightly, so tightly that he almost cut her off. His warm lips rubbed against her ear. With an extremely hoarse voice, his tone became more firmly. He said, "Rachel, the babies are also part of me. You can't make a decision on behalf of me." He didn't want her to regret it, and nor want himself to regret it. Besides, these babies were the link between them. If they were gone, they wouldn't have any contact at all.

"Part of you? We're now divorced. I can decide if I'll give birth to them or not." Rachel was annoyed. Running out of the patience, she started struggling violently.

Kenneth frowned. He didn't let go of her no matter how hard she struggled. His finger hooked on her chin. Instantly, he kissed her.

His kiss was with fury. It was rude, not gentle at all. The way he held her was like that he wanted to rub her into his bones. Rachel's all fours were restrained by him, so she couldn't break free at all. Shaking her head to resist, she frowned in discomfort. "Hmm..."

Rachel kept struggling with all her strength, her hands clenching into fists, nails almost cutting into her palms. Blue veins broke out on her tender wrists, as if her wrists were about to break in an instant. When she almost tried out her strength, she finally managed to break free. Without any hesitation, she slapped him in his face.

"Clap!"

The clear sound of the slap echoed in the room.

Rachel was so enraged that she trembled all over her body. Sweat oozed on her forehead, her swollen red lips trembling. She was gasping for breath. With the numb palm paused in the mid-air, she gaped at him. Kenneth was brought back to his senses by the slap in an instant. The expression on his handsome face was extremely stiffened. After a few seconds of silence, he whispered, "I'm sorry." "Fuck off!"

As if she didn't hear that, Rachel withdrew her hand and held herself. She had already used up her strength just now. Her voice was extremely light.

The man was panicked. "Rach..."

"I said fuck off!"

The man's face paled. With a complicated expression, he looked at her, his thin lips pursing gradually. After a few seconds, he could only stand up and leave without saying anything else.

As soon as the man was closed, Rachel looked down, tears falling on her coat and then disappeared. She looked painful and desperate.

...

In order to wait for the approval on the medical parole, Rachel and Theresa stayed in the hospital for two days.

During the time, Kenneth had been there twice, but he was shut out of the door by Rachel. Theresa didn't know what had happened that evening, but she didn't ask despite that she couldn't understand.

Osmond had come for several times, too, but he was stopped by the prison guards outside because of his identity. Rachel met him once but she refused his kindness. On the third day, there was an unexpected guest visiting -- it was Lillian, whom Rachel had ever expected. They sat on the bench in the corridor for chitchat.

"How did you know my father is in the hospital?" Rachel didn't tell anyone else.

Lillian immediately answered with a little bit anger, "I saw what happened to your father on the news. Well, if I didn't saw the news, are you going to hide it from me forever?"

"On the news?" Rachel's face fell.

She had been in the hospital in these few days, and she didn't have any mood to check her cell phone. Hence, she didn't read any message.

"Yeah. Since the people above knew about it, the approval for the medical parole should be done pretty soon. Please don't worry," Lillian comforted her. Then she pulled out a bank card from her purse and pressed it on her palm. "Here is two hundred thousand. It's my own money with a few borrowed from my friend. I know you need financial support right now. I hope this could cover your expenses for a while. I don't care about others, but you can't refuse this from me."

"Two hundred thousand?" Rachel was shocked. Immediately she pushed the cars away and refused, "No, thanks, Lillian. This is too much. I still have some money to afford for the surgery. I can't take this much of money. How about just a half of it?"

"Stop it, Rachel! It's not much. Save the other half for any emergency in the future. You need money now. Besides..." Lillian hesitated for a moment. Looking at Rachel with a solemn look, she continued, "I don't want you to abort the two babies just because of your financial difficulty right now. You can always overcome the difficulties in the life. However, if it's the babies, they would disappear if you aborted them... Please think twice. I don't want you to regret it in the future."

As she said, Lillian put her hand on Rachel's belly gently.

Rachel lowered her head, falling into the silence. Violent biting her lower lip, she tried her best to suppress the struggle and pain.

""Lillian..."

Lillian frowned. Seeing her like this, she felt sorry for Rachel. She reached out and held Rachel in her arms, comforting her in a soft tone, "I know. I also understand. You love kids and you love him, too. You're just forced... It's all right. You have me, too. You don't want to owe their favors, just consider me as your family."

'You love kids and you love him, too...' her words reechoed in Rachel's heart. Instantly, tears well up in her eyes as if finally she had found someone who could understand what was in her mind and everything about her.000000