Missing In The Heart
Chapter 81.Rachel's Angry.

Rachel woke up when the day had begun to go up at night, her body still felt weak with a head that also still felt dizzy. But even so, he still strengthened himself. He lifted his body from the bed and then rushed to clean himself. He immersed his entire body into the bathup and left only his face on the surface of the water. Close his eyes and relax his body. Linger there until the feeling can be a little better.

Almost an hour spent soaking. Afterwards, Rachel decorated herself. Using a long bright red dress made of chiffon with an open part on the back to the waist that looks bold and a touch of make-up smokey eyes to disguise the eyes. Not to forget, he also used a red ruby diamond necklace from Mahavir the other day. It looks so contrasting on its white skin.

Downstairs, Stuart had been waiting for him since thirty minutes ago. The look on her face was already very agitated because her Young Madam had not yet come down. Just about to have Bik Inah check Rachel up, Rachel was seen coming down the stairs while holding her longcoat.

Both eyes Stuart momentarily stunned to see the makeup of the Young Lady. He even swallowed his mouth twice. It is undeniable that Mr. Young's wife is so very beautiful and sexy. It was only fitting that his Young Master was so infatuated with him.

Bik Inah immediately helped Rachel put on her longcoat and then passed quickly from in front of Stuart.

"We'd better walk now Mrs. Alister, Mr. James doesn't like to wait." Stuart lowered his head, keeping his eyes open and allowing Rachel to walk in front, out of the Penthouse building.

Along the way from the Penthouse to the Alister Hotel, Stuart occasionally glanced at Rachel from the reflection of the mirror in front of her. Actually Stuart is a little speechless with Rachel's appearance that looks different than usual. The woman was glued to her place, with the look of her eyes that looked so cold and unfriendly. But even so, Stuart still brushed off all his suspicions.

Rachel remained silent all the way to the hotel. Arriving at the Alister hotel, he got out of the car without making a sound. Her tie-foot wearing matching colored heels in her dress stepped gracefully into the loby of the magnificent Alister Hotel. Some of the hotel staff who recognized him because of the incident that occurred at the hotel a few months ago seemed to bow in respect.

Stuart guided her in front, walking towards a VVIP room in the hotel restaurant.

Two men in neat black suits with sparkling pentofel shoes stood guard at the door. As soon as Rachel approaches, one of them opens the door and lets Stuart and Rachel inside. Stuart helps Rachel open her longcoat and hangs it in an available spot next to the entrance.

Inside the room, behind a large table with various sumptuous dishes, sat a middle-aged man in a classy dark-grey suit, single breasted type with open studs and show matching colored vests. Hazel's eyes glinted at Rachel's appearance, which she thought was quite bold.

Rachel herself deliberately looked brave like that. He wanted to see the old man's response to him.

Stuart pulls up the chair and invites Rachel to sit down. After that, Stuart bowed his body in front of the President and then moved out of the room without speaking.

Now there are only two pairs of eyes with equally cold eyes that sit with each other for a few moments, until finally Mr. James raised his left hand and saw a luxury watch attached to his wrist. One corner of his lips lifted and revealed a faintly sinister smile.

"It turns out you're great, too..." His baritone voice echoed, bouncing into every corner of the VVIP space. Speak with Indonesian language that is still stiff and stammering while lowering his left hand. "Today there's someone who made me wait for him." Continue again, slowly but with great emphasis.

Rachel smiled faintly with eyes that stared intently at her interlocutor. "Sorry, it took me a long time to get dressed because I was going to meet you." Rachel said casually. While under the table both her hands were already trembling, breaking out in cold sweat while squeezing the subordinates of her dress.

The president was a little jolted, he did not expect the woman in front of him to be able to talk that boldly to him. "Gee... I'm so honored to hear it..." Paused his words by crossing both hands in front of the chest, momentarily looking at Rachel with the look of her sharp eyes, then spoke again. "Aren't you asking where your husband is right now?"

"Didn't you deliberately block him from wanting to talk to me?"

Mr. James raised an eyebrow and smiled. "It turns out you're a smart woman as you look." Insinuations.

"Thank you for the compliment

Again, Mr. James gasped. He actually found his interlocutor this time. He cleared for a moment and then spoke again. "I hear you're going to honeymoon tomorrow. I'm quite happy to hear that. Thank you for opening your heart to my son who is so crazy about you."

Rachel smiled sinisterly, she turned her face to the side, staring blankly at the door. Swallowed his hard-earned saliva then turned his face forward again, staring intently at his father-in-law. "It seems your son is not just crazy about me..." Hanging his words with a soft chuckle. Then continue speaking. "...but he's so obsessed with me."

Mr. James raised both eyebrows, looking slightly surprised. He looked back closely at his daughter-in-law's face. Although the look of the woman's eyes looks so sharp, but she can catch any wounds that she tried to hide behind the look of her eyes. Mr. James sighed. "It turns out you already know it....., did that child admit it?"

DEG..Rachel's heart immediately pounded strongly. Her father-in-law's statement just made her sure of her husband's figure. Both of her hands squeezed her dress made from Chiffon. Either it's already shrunk what the dress down there, or maybe even torn due to the hard squeeze of his hand. Mr. James is still waiting for his answer.

"Do you think your son has that courage?" Raised both eyebrows for a moment, then smiled bitterly. "Unfortunately your son is too cowardly."

Mr. James' jaw suddenly looked hard after hearing Rachel's insults just now. He snarled and heard his teeth bully each other holding back his anger. "Did he know you knew him?"

"You think?"

Mr. James was silent for a moment. His fingers were twitching on the thick glass table before him. It seems that her brain was at work examining Rachel's question just now.

"Then, how are you going forward? Ask in the end.

"Do you wish I could still be sweet to her?" Rachel spoke in a trembling voice even felt choked in her throat.

Again Mr. James sighed, his face now turned softer. "Are you going to leave him?" Ask carefully.

Rachel again swallowed her saliva, her eyes blinked a few times to ward off something that would fall from her eyes. "You think I'll be able to survive with the people who have deceived me?"

Both of Mr. James's eyes were round, his hands moving to grab the glass filled with white water in front of him and gulp it down. He took a deep breath and then opened his mouth again. "So you're really gonna leave him? Did you forget what I said at your wedding reception?"

"My thoughts are still sharp, even I still remember the details of every word you said at that time."

"I didn't mess with what I said at the time."

"And I'll thank you if you can keep it away from me" Rachel said as she opened the necklace around her neck, then stuck her hand out and placed the necklace on the table.

"What's this?"

"That's a gift from him. I can't wear it anymore, it's like it's choking my neck so it's hard for me to breathe air. Please give it back to her." He said with glass, barely able to stem his crying.

Mr. James shook his head then quickly grabbed Rachel's hand and rubbed it. His facial expression looked so hurt. "Should it be like this? Can't you understand it a little?"

"Then what about me, sir? Does he understand my feelings?"

Rachel closed both her eyes, her tears so forcefully burst out, falling freely down her cheeks. He bit his lower lip hard. His brain again recalled the moments together with Mahavir, but the wound in his heart was so wide and domineering. He again felt dizzy, something felt turbulent in his stomach to make him feel nauseous.

"Donan...." Rachel quickly closed her mouth.

"Tourism..." Rachel felt a very bad nausea. He immediately ran to the toilet in the VVIP room.

After 15 minutes, Rachel returned with a more whitish look, perhaps paled, but the polish on her face disguised her.

"I'm sorry.I don't think I feel well..."

Mr. James immediately thrust the water in front of Rachel, Rachel grabbed him quickly and took a sip. But the nausea is not reduced. Mr. James squinted his eyes at Rachel's movements suspiciously. "Are you pregnant?" (*we are pregnant) Ask.

Rachel's two pupils widened, perfectly rounded. His hand reflexively moved holding his queen's stomach. Getting pregnant? No, that can't happen. Even if it happens Mahavir can't find out. Rachel hurriedly shook her head. "I can't be pregnant."

"Why is that impossible? Adult men and adult women are related, what is impossible?"

"I make sure it won't happen." he said, but he could still be caught by Mr. James' ears, making Mr. James instantly angry.

BRAKKKKIS....

Rachel reflexively closed her eyes as soon as Mr. James kicked the table with a bang. His body trembled in shock, his heart pumping out violently as soon as he saw Mr. James' expression reddened with emotion.

Mr. James stood up, one hand shaking his waist, while one hand raised rubbed his face and massaged his temple. "I never thought you could be this arrogant!!" (*I never thought you could be this arrogant.) Struggling with emphasis.

Rachel lowered her head, her sobs had started to break. Her tears had washed over her dress.

"Do you think it could be like this right now because of who, huh?" The question is full of anger.

"Do you think you can be as successful as now because of your own efforts??" (*Do you think you can be as successful now as you do yourself??) she looked at Rachel and smiled her cynical smile. "BULLSHITT!!!!" (*Omong is empty) he shouted.

Rachel flinched back, she lifted her head. Raised his face and looked at Mr. James with a puzzled look.

"You want to know the truth?" Looked at Rachel as a whole, and then said, "Ask the people closest to you."

Rachel's face felt stiff. It was as if his blood flow was centered on his face. Feels hot and numb. His eyes also warmed up. The information he had just heard left him shocked to death.

So my career was intervening with him?

How much has it affected my life?

How far has he interfered in my life?

How far does he take me?

Have I been her puppet for a long time?

Rachel's inner monologue, she laughed. Laughs at his own stupidity.

You are really great Vir.....!!!

Rachel's hands were raised covering her face. His shoulders were seen going up and down as he cried. For a long time he was in such a position, until finally the feeling of Mr. James melted and approached him, turning Rachel's body to turn towards him. Rachel subconsciously leaned her face against Mr. James' stomach with both her hands squeezing the middle-aged man's suit.

Mr. James' hand slowly moved rubbing his head. Calm the woman who is crying so much in her arms. "I beg you to reconsider your decision." Her speech.

Rachel suddenly woke up. He quickly pushed Mr. James and got up. His head shook slowly. "I. I cannot..." She covered her lips with the back of her hand.

Mr. James came closer and held Rachel's shoulders. "You can't leave her if you're pregnant with her child."

Rachel shook her head quickly and then brushed off the hands of Mr. James who was holding her shoulder.

"I won't let the same thing happen to my son. It was enough that I felt the pain when my wife left me pregnant with my child. Contains Mahavir, the only son I have."

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about right now. L am... I'm weary.....I need to rest.sorry....."

"Wait a minute, Mahavir will be here."

"No.., don't call her here, I can't see her face right now."

"But he's still your current husband, the one who deserves you."

Rachel shook her head and ran as fast as she could out of the VVIP room, running through the hotel restaurant's VVIP corridor with her head bowed without looking ahead, until he accidentally hit someone who was also walking in the opposite direction.

"Sorry, I didn't see you..." (*Sorry, I don't see you.) Rachel said bowedly hiding her tear-filled face.

"Darling....?"

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