Have I Told You Lately

Chapter 12: Have You Ever Loved Me?

Rachel found herself quite stupid when she thought about it. Fortunately, all her plans failed; otherwise

she’d have a child in a broken home.

"I'm afraid you won’t have enough, so I wrote it for two and a half million yuan." Osmond took out a

check for Rachel.

Rachel did not even pretend to refuse and just took it straight away. After checking it, she took out a

pen and paper from her bag and wrote an IOU to Osmond, "Osmond, I will try my best to pay you back

within a year."

"It's just a small amount of money for me." He pushed the IOU back towards Rachel and smiled,

"Besides, he is my teacher. You can pay me back just the money you borrowed as slowly, and no need

for an IOU."

"No, if you don't take the IOU, I won't accept the money." Seeing this, Rachel simply returned his check

to show her determination.

Osmond had to agree; he took Rachel’s IOU, folded it up and put it in his pocket, "Fine! Then I'll take it, Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

but without interest. Just pay me back what you borrowed."

Rachel wanted to say something but Osmond rushed to speak half-jokingly, "If you feel so bad about it

then you can pay back the interest by teaching Monica how to read. She hates going to kindergarten."

Rachel thought for a moment and then agreed, "Okay, I was once an A-level student anyway."

"Ah, you were admitted by Peking University as the first place in our province.” Osmond also laughed.

Rachel was grateful to Osmond for lending her the money so she wanted to treat him a meal. But,

when the time to leave came, Osmond received a call from his office asking him to go back for some

work. "Can we have dinner some other time? I need to go to office today."

"No problem. If you have something to do, it’s fine." Rachel meant she could understand the

importance of work.

After watching Osmond leave with Monica in his arms, Rachel also got up to leave. She went to the

supermarket to buy some groceries. When she got back to her mother’s place, she found Kenneth’s

car parked there. Kenneth was leaning against his car, his expressions dark and serious.

"Why are you here?" Rachel stood one meter away from him, asking questions, and in her heart,

regretting telling him her mother’s address when she rented this place for her.

When Kenneth looked up at her question to see her, his face fell even more. He strode forward with an

almost interrogating tone, "Why did you bring all your clothes here as if you don’t live there anymore?"

"That's your house, and I don't necessarily have to live there." Rachel said nonchalantly, trying to avoid

the real reason, "And Mom often suffers from insomnia, so I came here to take better care of her."

"Okay, and what about this?" Kenneth held up a document before Rachel's eyes; it was the divorce

papers. He didn’t mention how upset he got when he saw the papers.

There were so many things to do in the office that day, so he didn’t find out about it until he got home in

the afternoon.

He thought that Rachel would have easily discharged herself from the hospital, so he bought some

vegetables and meat and went back. However, he found his home cold and quiet.

It was only when he entered the bedroom and saw the empty wardrobe that he found that Rachel had

cleaned it up of all her things. There were only two coats left in the wardrobe, and there were divorce

papers signed by Rachel on the bedside table.

Inexplicably, he panicked. He didn't even know why Rachel did it.

In the three years of marriage, wasn’t everything always fine?

He quickly dialed her number, but he didn't know if Rachel had blocked his number; even after several

calls, no one picked up. He got so angry that he kicked the wardrobe. His heart became more and

more irritable.

Later, when he calmed down, he remembered that Rachel had told him about a place she had rented

for her mother and given him the address. He immediately went to the drawer to look for the small note.

After finding the note, he drove straight to Theresa's place. However, he did not know which floor she

lived on, so he kept waiting downstairs.

"It’s what you see." Rachel glanced at the divorce papers and said calmly, "I want a divorce."

"What are you even talking about?" Kenneth felt very upset by seeing her so calm. He reached out and

grabbed her wrist. The bag in Rachel’s hand fell down and the vegetables spilled all over the ground. "It

has not been four years. Why do you want a divorce?"

"Because I'm fu@king tired! I can’t do this anymore!" After a whole day of repressing her emotions,

Rachel finally broke and glared at him "Why wait till the fourth year when we don’t even love each

other? Isn’t it better to just get a divorce now?"

Kenneth did not say anything, Rachel then asked, "Kenneth, have you ever loved me?"