Have I Told You Lately

Chapter 7: Is He Abusive?

She thought about her marriage with Kenneth. Even after three years of marriage, their relationship

had not changed. They were just like strangers living under a roof tied by a piece of paper and a

contract.

How did she managed to spend three years with a calm, restrained man like Kenneth, who liked to

keep all matters in his life neatly packed in boxes?

Just then, Rachel's lower abdomen suddenly throbbed with pain. Her face turned pale; her legs

buckled as her knees gave out; she almost fell down.

Osmond quickly held her by the hand. Seeing her pale face, he asked worriedly, "Are you okay? Do

you need to go to the hospital? "

"It's okay." Rachel waved her hand dismissively, let go of his hand and stood up straight. Her face was

a little bitter as she said, “Actually, I am jealous of you. My life is not good. If I ask for a divorce then he

will gladly divorce me. "

"You and Kenneth..." Although Osmond didn’t come back to China for several years, he often contacted

Mr. Lewis and knew that Rachel married Kenneth. It was said that the other party's family background

wasn’t very good, "Is he abusive?”

Rachel shook her head.

It might have been better if Kenneth abused her, ridiculed her all day. However, he just came to her

once a week with his cold and distant demeaner, as if his “home” didn’t exist.

Rachel wanted to say something, but when she looked up, she saw a group of people coming towards

them.

A group of elite-looking men in suits and leather shoes came walking towards them. The man at the

front of the group was wearing a gray suit. His short black hair was combed meticulously and the aura

he exuded was outstanding. It was hard to ignore him as he walked past.

Rachel’s eyes fell to the graceful woman besides him. She was wearing a dress of the same color as

him, but she looked very bright in the cold color. Her skin was white and delicate, and she was wearing

light smile on her lips.

Rachel froze. She had a feeling that the woman walking beside Kenneth was the one who she talked to

on the phone last time. She must be!

Kenneth, who was walking right towards where Rachel was standing, saw her too.

When he saw her standing there with a man, his eyebrows seemed to knit together in a frown and he

looked like he wanted to say something. However, the woman besides him had already opened the

door to a private meeting room and said in a soft voice, "Mr. Shawn, this way please."

Rachel thought that it really was the woman who talked to her on the phone that time. Her voice was

even more melodious in real life.

Seeing Kenneth leading the people past her without saying a word, Rachel grasped her clothes tightly.

She also wanted to walk away naturally and leave but she didn’t expect her lower abdomen to throb in

severe pain. She couldn’t handle the sudden pain and fell to the ground in a heap.

"Rach!"

Kenneth was entering the private room when he heard Osmond’s anxious cry. When he looked outside,

he saw Rachel lying on the carpet, looking pale; Osmond bent over her, trying to see what happened.

He immediately pushed through the people around him and strode towards her.

"Let her go." He forced Osmond out of the way, picked her up and calmly walked out of the hotel.

Osmond probably figured out who he was, so he did not follow Kenneth, although his face hardened.

Kenneth carried her to the emergency room of the hospital.

While waiting, he called Sabrina who was in charge, to ask her to cancel the meeting tonight.

After waiting outside for nearly ten minutes, the emergency treatment ward door opened.

The doctor took off his mask and asked Kenneth, "Are you her husband?"

Kenneth nodded, "Yes."

"Take good care of your wife. Don't let her drink or smoke again."

The doctor reprimanded, "She has a cold uterus. If she doesn't adjust her work and rest time and take

good care of her body, she could have permanent fertility problems in the future. She might not be able

to carry a child. I have prescribed her some medicine; remember to make her take it on time. " Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

"Thank you, doctor."

Even after the doctor had left, his words echoed in Kenneth's brain. He rubbed his eyebrows with his

hands.

Because of the pressure from his family, he had to marry Rachel. Naturally, he was disgusted with the

marriage and he asked her to sign a contract when they got married. Both of them separated their

affairs, hoping that there would be no entanglement when they get a divorce.

But seeing that Rachel was living such a hard life on her own, he felt sick and uncomfortable. After all,

she’s just a girl in her twenties, he has to take care of her no matter what.

Kenneth went downstairs to the hospital supermarket and bought some hot porridge.

As he entered the ward, he saw that Rachel had woken up, seemingly struggling to sit up.

"What are you sitting up for?" Kenneth placed the porridge on the table and helped her lean back

comfortably by setting up her pillow. "Didn’t you say you only smoke sometimes to relax? How did you

get addicted?"

He didn't leave?