Have I Told You Lately

Chapter 140 All Women Like Such Grand Romantic Gestures

Rachel’s pretty face looked awkward. She didn’t know whether to be happy or to be angry. Was he so

straightforward when sending flowers?

She sneered, “You know how to do such things? Did you ask for advice from your friend? You sent me

flowers in front of the entire company? Do you want the whole company to gossip about me

tomorrow?”

Before when Ogden did that, she had felt a little disgusted, but considering of his sentiments she hadn’t

been able to say anything.

“He said that all women liked such grand romantic gestures.”

Rachel was left speechless as she choked. She gritted her teeth, thinking bitterly, ‘He actually ran to

ask that Geoffrey?’

“Then give it to those women, don’t come harass me at my company. I still need to work.”

Hanging up the call, she pursed her lips angrily.

Within a few seconds, he called again. Rachel didn’t answer it this time. She just looked at the screen

and rejected the call.

He didn’t call after that.

When she was about to get off work that night, Miles knocked on her door. He came in and handed her

a slip.

Rachel glanced at him, lowered her head to sign it and pretended to ask him casually, “Where do you

live now?”

Last time, she had only dropped him at the intersection without asking him where he lived.

Originally, she had no right to interfere with such private matters as his boss. However, since he took

the initiative to tell her and treated her like a friend, she couldn’t just not care and asked.

Miles smiled as always, “Why? Do you want to drop me off?”

Rachel raised her eyebrows and nodded seriously, “Yeah. Wait for me to finish up.”

Miles was startled, but he regained his smile quickly, “I was just kidding. Don’t! I still have somewhere

else to go. It is not on your way. You can go back first.”

“It’s so late, where are you going?” Rachel couldn’t help but blurt out, but then she quickly realized that

his expressions looked a bit unnatural.

Not realizing that she noticed something, he laughed suddenly. He looked very happy and his

handsome face was full of vitality, “Rachel, do you think I am going to do something stupid?”

Rachel’s expressions were stiff. She raised her hand with a guilty conscience and swept the hair away

from her forehead, smiling dryly, “Uh… no, I was just asking. If you are going the other way then leave

it. Go back early and don’t stay outside too late.

He looked at her with a deep look in his eyes and smiled faintly as he nodded, “Okay.”

……

When Rachel went out, Miles had already left. She left the company somewhat worried and ran into

Osmond. She didn’t know when had he come over.

Her expressions changed slightly. Then she walked over with a smile, “Osmond, why are you here?”

They hadn’t seen each other for some time but they had been in contact continuously. It was just that

every time he wanted to see her, she declined tactfully. It was just that because she hadn’t figured out

how to be clear with him that she couldn’t dare to face him.

“I came to see you.” Osmond smiled warmly as always, as if he was able to calm all emotions.

Just as Rachel was about to respond, a person appeared suddenly from behind, looking at Osmond

curiously and whispered, “Rachel, is he the one who sent the flowers at noon?” This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Although, the voice was lowered politely, the person was still only a step away from Osmond and he

could hear everything.

Osmond glanced at her but his expressions didn’t change at all.

Rachel was embarrassed. She hurriedly pulled the PR employee away and frowned as she explained,

“No, it was sent by a client. This is Osmond Cox, my senior.”

Then she looked at Osmond in embarrassment, “Osmond, this is Melissa Lane from our department.”

Osmond nodded and greeted her, “Hello, Ms. Lane.”

Melissa looked back and forth between the two people and realized that she had said the wrong thing.

Her face turned pale and she hurriedly apologized, “I am sorry, Mr. Cox. I was just joking with our

manager, please don’t take offence. You… guys should talk. I will go now. Good bye!”

“Good bye!”

Rachel looked at Melissa as she walked away and naturally changed the topic, “Where is Monica? Did

she not come with you?”

“She is probably tired after a long day and is still asleep in the car.”

Rachel looked at his car and walked over. Looking at the little girl sleeping in the back seat she was a

bit puzzled, “What did you take her to do?”

Osmond put a hand on the roof of the car. His expressions became heavier but his voice remained

gentle, “I contacted a child psychologist again and we were at the clinic all day.”

Rachel’s heart was filled with worry and she asked, “Is it effective?”

He was silent for a few seconds, then he shook his head slowly, “The doctor kept trying to

communicate with her but she basically couldn’t hear her. As long as I was besides her, she was fine

but she began to cry as soon as I left. The result was the same as before.”

Rachel’s face fell. Her heart hurt looking at the girl. She shook her head silently, “No, I don’t believe

that there’s no way. She will be fine as long as we don’t give up. She’s still so young, take your time

and there will be positive results.”

As such a small child with severe autism, she seemed to be living in a silent world. Looking at her

anyone was going to feel distressed.

She didn’t know what was going to happen to her child in the future, but she didn’t want to see such a

situation again.

Hearing her say the word “us”, Osmond’s sad eyes gleamed. His gaze and his voice softened, “Yes, I

won’t give up. She will definitely be cured.”

Rachel averted her gaze. Being slammed by his gentleness, her heart sank instantly. She hurriedly

looked away and smiled, “You can’t just keep standing here. I will go pick up my car and then find a

place to eat dinner first.”

Osmond restrained his expressions. His face was still gentle as he nodded, “Okay.”

Rachel turned around, the expression on her face gradually concentrated as she walked forward

without looking back, squeezing the car key in her hand slowly.

They were both seated in a French restaurant. Monica had woken up and was sitting next to them.

“Monica, come here.” Rachel waved at her.

The little girl pouted her pink lips, looking very cute and well-behaved.

Holding the child by her side and sitting down, Rachel lowered her head and squeezed her cheeks,

smiling gently, “Have you been a good girl lately?”

The little girl blinked her shiny eyes and nodded her head.

“Did you make Daddy angry?”

Monica hesitated for a bit and then slowly shook her head.

Rachel was overjoyed. She patted her hair happily and said proudly, “Such a good girl! In a bit, can I

teach you how to write?”

Monica looked up at her and blinked her clear dark eyes. She seemed to not understand her fully but

she still nodded.

Osmond sat opposite to them, watching their interaction. There was a gentle smile in his quiet eyes.

They ate the food slowly. Rachel was busy eating and feeding Monica carefully and conscientiously.

In her heart, no matter how her dad was, she really loved this child.

At the end of the meal, Osmond put down the cutlery, wiped his mouth and raised his eyes to look at

Rachel, “Rach, recently… have you been avoiding me?”