My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)

Chapter 1132

Perhaps Rachel's sincerity had touched Eddison, and he finally put his work aside and stood up to

acknowledge her presence with a polite greeting.

"I'm Eddison Granger, Nice to meet you!"

It took her a while to realize that he wanted to get to know her formally, therefore she quickly stretched

her hand out to shake hands with him.

"My name is Rachel Gellert. Nice to meet you!"

He pursed his lips and said, "Starting from now, we are friends. If you need my help in the future, feel

free to tell me!"

Rachel smiled and replied, "Okay, same goes to you!"

In fact, she wanted to tell him that she knew about his difficulties, and she was ready to lend him a

hand. However, before she could do so, he had already said, "Thank you, but I don't need your help for

the time being."

Rachel let out a sigh. She knew that he only regarded her as a normal acquaintance.

Nevertheless, his attitude was understandable. After all, the two of them had only known each other for

a short time.

Rachel stayed in his office for the whole afternoon. As it was getting dark, Yvonne came in.

"Eddison's proposal is very well made. Let's have a gathering as a celebration. I would like to treat

everyone to dinner tonight!"

After saying that, she winked at Rachel to hint that she intended to set the two of them up. Rachel was

so scared that she hurriedly looked at Eddison. Fortunately, he was busy tidying up his desk and did

not look over at them.

Rachel hastily pulled Yvonne to a corner and expressed her disagreement.

"What are you doing? Why are you in such a hurry? I haven't gotten to that stage with him yet."

Yvonne said indifferently, "Haven't gotten to that stage yet? Come on, Rachel, act fast! If you keep

procrastinating, he will get himself a girlfriend and dump you!"

Upon hearing that, Rachel couldn't help but mutter, "He doesn't have a girlfriend, does he?"

"It's just a possibility! What if it happens one day? You really have to act fast. Anyway, the gathering is

still on. Do you want to come or not?"

Rachel answered without hesitation, "I'll go!"

"That's more like it!"

They gathered at the Rosaville Hotel in the evening. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

The colleagues in the company were quite approachable, and they kept proposing toasts to each other

during the gathering.

Rachel was not a drinker, but she was forced by Yvonne to drink a few glasses.

After that, Yvonne answered a phone call and was about to leave.

"Dinner is on me. I have to go now. You all can leave afterwards. Bye!"

After a few steps, she looked back at Eddison, as if she had thought of something. She said to him,

"Oh, by the way, please send Rachel back for me. Thanks."

Then, Yvonne simply left without waiting for his reply.

Then, everyone started to leave one after another.

Rachel said confidently, "I can go back by myself. I'll call my chauffeur to pick me up."

Unexpectedly, she couldn't find her cell phone.

"Where's my phone?"

Seeing her reaction, Eddison knew that she must have drunk too much, hence he said, "Do you

remember your landline? I'll help you call them."

"Don't do that!"

Rachel shook her head and said, "Don't call them!"

Although she was in a drunken daze, she still remembered that her parents disliked Eddison. If they

found out that she was drinking with him, they would definitely be furious.

Even if she told them that the gathering had been proposed by Yvonne, they would not believe her.

Eddison was curious. "Why?" he asked.

Rachel had no choice but to lie, "I can't remember my landline."

He sighed and said, "Then, what should we do now? Where should I take you?"

Rachel pursed her lips and suggested, "Er...how about calling Yvonne?"

"I guess that's the only way."

He instantly called Yvonne, but no one picked up.

At the same time, Yvonne was looking at her ringing phone, smiling impishly.

She spoke in a low mumble to herself, "I've given you such a good chance. Do you think it's easy to be

a matchmaker? I won't go back. I'm not interested in playing gooseberry to you two. Just enjoy your

wonderful time together!"

In the end, Eddison gave up on calling Yvonne.

Ten minutes later, he decided to take Rachel to the upper floor of Rosaville Hotel and check into a

room.

Rachel was feeling muzzy from the effect of the alcohol.

Since she was lurching from wall to wall, Eddison had to walk her to the room. Along the way, she kept

asking him.

Along the way, she kept asking him, "Where are we going?"

Eddison answered her once, but she continued to ask the same question over and over again.

He was rendered speechless. He simply shut up and allowed her to repeat the question.

"Where are we going?"

"This big box is so amazing, it's floating!" She was so addled by alcohol that she failed to recognize the

elevator.

"The light in your house is a bit off, isn't it? Why is it flickering? I can't even see the way clearly!"

Eddison facepalmed and murmured, "It would be strange if you could see."

"What did you say?" She had an acute sense of hearing even in her disorientated state. She had heard

him whispering something although his voice was low.

She looked completely different from all the girls he had seen before. To him, she was easy-going and

likeable.

He shook his head and replied, "It's nothing!"

She said ever so seriously, "You're lying. If you don't tell the truth, your nose will grow, just like

Pinocchio's nose!"

She pouted.

Eddison let out a sigh. Just as he was about to explain himself, she suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

"Who are you? You look very handsome!"

He was at a loss for words.

The waiter next to them couldn't help laughing.

Hearing his laughter, Eddison cast a glance at him. Then, the waiter stopped laughing, and tried to

flatter him by saying, "Your girlfriend is so cute!"

Eddison furrowed his brow and said, "She's not my girlfriend."

"Then, she's your fiancee, isn't it? You two really are a perfectly matched couple!"

The waiter's words made Eddison frown hard. He strongly disapproved of what the waiter had said.

At last, he successfully brought her back to their room. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief.

"It's safe here, so have a rest! I've paid the bill. I'll

pick you up tomorrow morning!"

If she got sick, they would blame him for it!

Obviously, he couldn't just leave her in that state. Thus, he had to go back. He said, "Rachel, don't

sleep on the ground. Go to the bed!"

Rachel didn't move at all.

So, he had to bend down to carry her. He found that drunken people were way heavier than they

usually were.

He carefully held her shoulders, so that she would not fall down.

Upon hearing that, Rachel turned around and grinned at him.

Before his voice died away, she had vomited all over his chest.

It was smelly.

He blew his top at once.

"Look what you've done, Rachel!"

Although he was not a neat freak, such a thing was still unbearable to him. He made a dart for the

washroom.

Thankfully, bathrobes were provided in the hotel. He immediately took a shower to clean himself up,

but it did nothing to dispel his anger.

On the other hand, Rachel seemed to feel much more comfortable after vomiting. She had laid down

on the bed and fallen asleep.

Eddison knitted his brows, and tousled her hair with his finger.

In the next second, Rachel turned over, facing him.

Eddison was shocked as he said, "Hey, don't you dare throw up all over me again!"