Have I Told You Lately

Osmond looked down at his plate as if admiring the color and design of the plate. His expressions were faint, and he didn't care about what Kenneth said. Only after Kenneth had finished speaking, he lifted his gaze and smiled at him indifferently and calmly, "Mr. Shawn,

you really understand her well, and I don't really want to care that much. All I want to know is what is in her heart."

He didn't want to force her or embarrass her. He just wanted to show up when she needed him, to let her know that he was always there and he believed that she would not ignore his appearance too.

Kenneth glanced at him and frowned slightly.

Undoubtedly, his simple sentence would be agreed by most of the men. In an instant, Kenneth was reminded of Lillian's words that day.

'Her heart... What is in her heart?'

What did she want that he couldn't give?

He kept this question to himself, thinking about bringing it up when he saw Rachel. He wanted to ask, but he hadn't found the right opportunity.

...

In the hospital, Rachel woke up by herself not long after falling asleep. She had been like this for some days because she was worried about her father, and would wake up suddenly a little while after falling asleep.

The light in front of her was dazzling and she looked around in a daze. She rubbed her aching head, lifted the blanket off herself, and got out of bed.

It was extremely quiet and she didn't know what time it was.

She fumbled around and found the bathroom. After washing her face, she felt a bit more awake. She checked the time and saw that it was already one o'clock at night.

No wonder there weren't any people in the Inpatient Department.

She fixed her clothes and walked back. First, she went to Chapman's ward. Theresa had fallen asleep on the empty bed next to him. She walked over and covered them both properly with quilts. As she quietly walked out of the room, she accidentally bumped into someone behind her. She hurriedly apologized in a low voice.

"I am sorry..."

"Why are you awake?"

The man's abrupt voice startled her for a moment before she was able to recognize it as Kenneth's voice. Her expressions changed as she said in a low voice, "Why are you still here?"

It was the middle of the night! Didn't he sleep? He was walking around the hospital like a ghost, not even caring about scaring people!

He just smiled faintly and said, "Just finished doing some work. Come up and see if you can sleep well."

Rachel's ears became red. She bowed her head, closed the door behind her, and asked, "You were here all this time?"

"I went out in the middle for a bit."

Stopping in her tracks, Rachel looked carefully at him and asked, "I mean when my father was undergoing surgery, were you here?"

She wondered if he was in the hospital all day but didn't show up because he didn't want to affect her mood.

This idea was denied by her as soon as it formed. She was not such a narcissist.

Kenneth stared at her indifferently without trying to lie to her, "I was here most of the time. I came when Osmond left."

Rachel stared at him for a while, "Oh!"

Not knowing if it was her delusion, but when he mentioned Osmond, his eyes did not look friendly.

Not daring to speculate too much, she looked away, waved her hand, and said hurriedly, "Okay, it's too late now. you should go back."

He had been in City N for way too long, the company must have been suffering. He told her that he did his work, and she had not doubted him until now as if to avoid increasing her own guilt. But it was probably better to not see him again. Kenneth's deep eyes were quiet. He looked at her and said, "You just woke up and probably won't want to sleep for the time being. Come on, have dinner with me."

Rachel didn't know what to say.

Staring at him for a few moments, she opened her mouth and said, "Am I your mother who would accompany you for dinner? I am not going!"

Even though after washing her face with cold water, she felt a lot more awake and sensible but she still considered the idea of accompanying him in the middle of the night for dinner was crazy.

Kenneth was not upset by her answer. He held her wrist, walked forward, and said in a low voice, "Even if you hate me again, you really shouldn't treat your savior like this, right?"

Rachel struggled, only to find that she couldn't even move his hands. She gritted her teeth angrily, not daring to be loud, and said angrily in a low voice, "Do you want me to thank you?"

"Do you think you can pay off my favor with just a thank you?"

Rachel was speechless. 'Bastard!'

Even though she refused, she was still dragged down the stairs.

It was late autumn and the temperature dropped sharply in the middle of the night so it was very cold.

Kenneth buttoned her coat smoothly, tucking all her hair inside and almost completely covering her neck warmly. He had no sense of aesthetics.

Looking at his perfect jaw, Rachel's heart constricted and she suddenly blurted out, "When will you return to City J?"

She bowed her head uncomfortably after asking, pretending to tidy up her clothes.

Kenneth was stunned. His fingers lingered on her cheek for a moment. Then he said in his usual warm voice, "Tomorrow."

Although, he was still worried about her. He really couldn't put off going to City J anymore. Moreover, he had to go back and find out about today's incident.

Maybe because she had predicted it all consciously before, Rachel didn't find all this very surprising. But still, she felt a bit of that familiar feeling that she had felt before. He was the kind of person who would leave in the middle of having a meal after receiving a call. She thought she should have forgotten it by now.

Pursing her lips, she didn't ask too much. Her steps became faster, "Let's go!"

Kenneth stayed in his place frowning as he watched her walk down the steps.

'Is she angry?'

'Doesn't look like it.'

There were still many people eating in the restaurant because the hospital was so near.

Rachel found a place to sit down. She propped her chin on her arm and said to him coolly, "You eat. It's my treat. As you have saved my life!"

"A meal? I don't think it is enough!"

"Two meals then!" Rachel coolly interrupted him and beckoned the restaurant lady, "One bowl of beef noodles please! Super large one!" Kenneth had no words.

The lady glanced at both of them and responded quickly, "Okay, wait a minute."

Kenneth raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at Rachel's proud little eyes, and said, "Why are you so sour and unwilling to come out with me?"

"Would you be happy if your sleep time was being used in accompanying someone?" Rachel didn't bother to pay much attention to him and looked around the restaurant looking bored.

"Would I not be? I would be happier than you at least."

The corners of Rachel's mouth twitched. She wanted to roll her eyes. She had never argued with him on such a weird topic before.

Their noodles arrived quickly.

However, there were two spoons and two pairs of chopsticks in the bowl.

Rachel was startled and looked up at the lady in confusion, "Um, isn't this for one person?"

The lady smiled and explained patiently, "Our super large beef noodles are for those who have a huge appetite. You both are so thin, even if you eat together, you might not be able to finish them. It's not good to waste food so I put in two pairs of chopsticks." After saying that sentence, she wiped her hands on her towel and left.

Rachel was speechless. She really wanted to ask the lady why she didn't tell them before this. If she had known then she wouldn't have ordered the super large bowl. Rachel guessed that the lady's wish to not waste food was definitely not as big as her wish to make money.

She lowered her head and looked at the large bowl of noodles in front of her which was almost twice as big as her head. She gulped and looked at Kenneth, smiling innocently, "How about... you eat this alone?"