My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)

Chapter 1133

Rachel felt that she was having the sweetest dream in her life.

In her dream, she was not born into a wealthy family. She no longer had to act with courtesy and

civility. Additionally, she didn't have to maintain her image of an elegant lady anymore.

In the dream, she was a carefree girl. She hung out and drank with her friends. Furthermore, she didn't

have to go home by eight o'clock.

All of that made Rachel want to stay in that dream.

However, it was just wishful thinking. Usually, the servant of her family, Macy, would wake her up at

7:30 a.m. every morning.

After that, a routine of dressing up, deciding which jewelry to be worn, and applying make-up would

await her. Truth be told, she could hire a stylist to take care of those things. With that being said, NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

Bianca had insisted that she must learn to be independent as she might marry a noble man in the

future. By that time, she couldn't rely on others for everything.

Rachel blinked her eyes in confusion.

She sensed that there was something amiss.

She wondered if she had woken up too early as Macy had not come to wake her up yet.

She yawned and got up. Suddenly, she had an uncanny feeling.

The firmness of the mattress indicated that it was not her bed.

Rachel looked down and gasped in astonishment at the next moment, "Where am I? This isn't my

home!"

She couldn't help but let out a piercing shriek when she turned her head.

"Aaaah!"

Eddison was sleeping next to her. What was going on?

Eddison had been exhausted the previous day. Rachel had grabbed onto him the whole night.

Therefore, he had no choice but to stay in the hotel. In the end, the drowsiness got the better of him,

and he fell asleep.

As he was sleeping soundly, he heard a high-pitched scream, which awoke him.

"What's wrong?"

Rachel shouted, "Why are you here?"

Upon hearing Rachel's voice, he finally came back to his senses.

"It's all thanks to you that I've ended up here. Don't you know what happened?"

Rachel couldn't remember anything about last night, and she stuttered, "Ho-how would I know?"

"You can't remember, can you? Then, I'll tell you. You were drunk last night, and you threw up all over

me. You kept grabbing onto me and refused to let me go, and you asked me to..."

He paused abruptly in the middle of his sentence.

Realizing what she had done, Rachel felt incredibly embarrassed.

She was worried that she might have done something outrageous to him. From the looks of it, they

might have done something amorous.

However, she didn't feel anything unusual about her body.

"Could it be that I'm the kind of person who won't feel much after my first time?" she pondered.

While she was lost in thought, Eddison's voice could be heard.

"You asked me to tell you bedtime stories."

"What?" asked Rachel.

He facepalmed and said, "I told the story of Cinderella and Little Red Riding Hood. Fortunately, my

mother often told me a variety of stories when I was a child."

Rachel patted her face before saying, "Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I didn't know that I would behave in

that way when I was drunk. I've never been drunk. This is the first time!"

As she tried to apologize for what had happened, Eddison was no longer as exasperated as he was the

previous day, so he forgave her.

"Never mind. Do you want to go home? If you want to, I'll wait for your family to pick you up."

Rachel was perplexed as she asked, "You'll wait for them with me?"

Upon hearing her question, he was stunned for a moment, but then he didn't think it was a big deal,

hence he nodded.

"Yes! Aren't you afraid to be alone? I can keep you company."

"Thank you!" Rachel was quite pleased to hear that. She felt that she had gotten a little closer to him.

After that, the two of them tidied themselves up, went downstairs to the lobby of the hotel, checked out,

and waited for Rachel's chauffeur.

As soon as they stood still, Eddison asked her, "Are you hungry? How about having breakfast?"

Rachel shook her head and said, "No! The chauffeur will come soon, so there's no need to go to the

dining hall now."

Before she finished her words, he had handed her a breakfast bag and said, "You don't have to go

there. Just eat like this!"

Rachel was dumbfounded as she asked, "How will I eat this?"

Wasn't it necessary to follow dining etiquette? How was she going to eat the food while standing on the

side of the road?

"Why can't you?" he asked her back. Then, he directly picked up a bun and put it into his mouth.

"My mother said that we can still be well mannered without being ostentatious."

His words made her envious of him. The scene where she had met Eudora the last time came to her

mind. To her, Eudora was a sophisticated woman.

He was indeed blessed with happiness to have such a mother.

She also took the bun and put it into her mouth. As soon as she took a bite, she saw a car heading

towards them.

At the sight of that, she quickly pushed him away.

"You'd better hide."

Eddison was bemused as he asked, "What's wrong?" "My parents are here!"

Just then, she had forgotten that she had not returned home for the whole night. Thus, her parents

must have thought that something bad had happened to her. As a result, they had come looking for her

in person.

Things were going to get intense if they found out that Eddison had stayed with her throughout the

night.

She pushed him to the back of a pillar near the corner of the lobby, and then ran over to the car.

Her parents, Jarred and Bianca, were sitting in the car. Upon seeing her, they hurriedly got out of the

car. Bianca examined Jillian from top to bottom.

On the other hand, Jarred asked angrily, "Where is that man?"

Rachel broke out in a cold sweat, pretending that she was clueless as she asked, "What are you

talking about?"

"Hmph, how dare you play dumb! You've already been in the newspapers. You were brought into a

hotel by a man last night!"

Rachel was dumbfounded, "What?"

Bianca handed the newspaper to her and said, "What's going on? Tell us clearly, and your father will

make him pay for it."

Rachel read the news carefully. There really was a picture of her being taken into the hotel by a man,

but his face was blocked by a signboard, therefore his identity was unknown to everyone except her.

So, they knew that she had been brought into a hotel by a man, but they had no idea who the man

was. That was why her parents had been so anxious to come.

Rachel took a deep breath.

She said, "I'm fine. I'll tell you about the details when we get back."

She was about to get into the car after saying that. However, Jarred, who had a keen eye, noticed the

bun in her hand that she had just taken a bite of.

Nobody other than her own parents knew her so well. As expected, he knew that Jillian would definitely

not eat a bun by the roadside.

Clearly, someone else had taught her to do that.

Jarred instantaneously flew off the handle.

He shouted directly in the lobby of the hotel, "Come on, be a man, don't hide behind a woman like a

coward! Do you think you can get away? Let me tell you, we are not pushovers!"

Rachel tried to pacify him, "Dad, what are you doing? There's really no one..."

Before she could finish her words, Eddison had already shown himself.

"Mr. Gellert, it's me!"

Rachel frowned and asked, "Why did you come out?"

Eddison was not scared as he didn't think that he had committed any wrongdoings. Rachel was drunk,

and all he had done was took care of her.

Thus, he had a clear conscience.

His voice became a little gentler at once.

Eddison was stupefied at once and he cried out, "No!"

Jarred was not happy to hear that.