Have I Told You Lately

The more than an hour of trial resulted in a 10-year sentence. Unable to bear the result, Theresa wept hysterically and fainted, which startled Rachel and Osmond. They hastily brought her to the bench. The people attending the court gradually left. Rachel lowered her head and said to the man beside her in a low voice, "Take care of her. I'll go and visit my father."

Osmond shot her an I'm-worrying-about-you look and gently wrapped her cold hand, "Be careful”.

Although he wanted to accompany her, he had to take care of Theresa.

"I see." Rachel looked at her gratefully, feeling somehow touched.

Rachel's attorney bought her several minutes to visit her father who was going to be taken into custody.

Rachel hastily walked into the visiting room. When she saw the old man, she finally failed to hold back her tears and cried out loudly as if she was venting her negative emotions.

"Dad."

"Rach! Sweetie!" Chapman stood up and shot a glance to the door, his eyes dimmer, "Where...is your mom?"

"Mom couldn't bear the result, and fainted..." Chapman's reaction miraculously calmed her down. She wiped away her tears, walked towards him and seated herself beside him. "Sorry...I'm sorry..." He repeated the words with his head lowered, seeming to be very guilty and anguished.

Rachel glanced at him and felt quite sad.

No matter what crime he had committed, he was still his father. How would he live in the prison for ten years?

Staying silent for a few seconds, she chose not to continue those sad topics and stroked her bally, smiling lightly, "Dad, I'm pregnant with twins." Chapman stunned for a while, widening his cloudy eyes, and asked in a shocked while shivering voice, "How... how many months have it been?" "Three months." A trace of tenderness flashed across her eyes.

"Is it Kenneth's child? Didn't you..."

"We're good." Rachel didn't want him to worry about her in prison, "Father, you... take care of yourself in prison... I'll bring them to visit you later."

Chapman finally smiled. He stared at her belly with joy while the emotions in his eyes were very complicated.

They chatted for a while and the prison police who was guarding the door came in and reminded her that it was time to leave.

Rachel stood still in the corridor and witnessed Chapman being taken away. She nailed on the spot for a long time and finally moved until she felt that her body was stiff.

She turned around and was stiffened again when she saw a figure. She didn't know when he had come.

When...when did he come?

A man in black slowly approached from the end of the corridor and slowly raised his hand to take off his sunglasses.

Bumping into his black eyes, Rachel's heart throbbed. She coldly forced a smile, "Why... why are you here?"

"I come to see you." Kenneth stopped in front of her. When he looked into her red eyes, he felt quite uncomfortable.

"Are you coming to laugh at me?" She mocked to herself.

Kenneth frowned in displeasure, "Do you think I'm an indifferent person?"

Knowing that she must be very messy at this moment, Rachel raised her hand to tuck her hair behind her ear and wiped away the tears, "No matter what, we've divorced. So it has nothing to do with you." She paused and softened her tone, "Thank you for coming today. My mom is still waiting for me outside. I gotta go first."

Finishing the words, she walked pass him.

Kenneth's eyes became dim. He abruptly reached out to grip her wrist and then tightly grasped her shoulders, forcing her to stand in front of him, "Rachel, are you still lying to me? It's my child... right?"