Such a Rude and Noisy Woman

Chapter 52 I Hit The Target

Hiram also opened his arms to embrace her. "Anya, you've become even more beautiful now."

"Really? I'm glad that you're actually complimenting me." With her hands around his waist, Anya wore a

sweet smile on her fair face and said, "After you called yesterday and told me that you're coming, I

started to make the necessary preparations. I've gotten everything ready according to your liking."

Rachel watched them embracing. Even though it was the etiquette, they hadn't let go of each other for

quite a while.

It seemed that Hiram had a lot of female friends who could be found everywhere.

Joanna had once said that Hiram never got close to women, but Rachel was beginning to wonder how

true that was.

Rachel interrupted them with a cough. "Excuse me, where's the bathroom?" she asked.

Since she'd slept the whole way on the plane and had gotten into the car immediately after that, she

hadn't gotten a chance to go to the bathroom.

But now, she could barely hold it in.

"Hiram, when did you change your secretary?" Anya asked, glancing at Rachel before turning back to

Hiram.

Instead of answering her, Hiram turned to Carl, who was standing behind him, and said, "Take her to

the bathroom."

Anya understood that he didn't intend to answer her question, so she didn't press him about it. Anya

and Hiram entered Streams Garden with their arms linked together. "After lunch, let's go target

shooting. You can help me check whether I've made any progress or not, " she said.

"Okay, though I'm sure that you must have made progress since you're so smart, "

Hiram praised her encouragingly. Before the marriage, he used to come to Streams Garden every once

in a while for a two-day stay. Anya had majored in financial management abroad, and he'd managed to

convince her to come here to work for him. She was good at managing the business. The Streams

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After lunch, since Rachel didn't feel tired thanks to her long nap on the plane, she accompanied Hiram

to the meadow.

It was only after she arrived there that she found out what was in the meadow.

It was a shooting range where people could shoot arrows at targets.

She'd once found Hiram's trophy in his study, so she knew that Hiram liked archery. Today, she could

get a good chance to watch him shooting.

She was wearing a jersey T-shirt, a thin coat and a cap to protect her face from the sun. She caught

sight of Anya, who had also just reached the meadow.

The colors of Anya's hair and eyes were the same as the westerners', but people would assume that

she was from an eastern country at the sight of her facial features if they didn't notice her eyes.

Rachel noticed that Anya was wearing a blue tennis skirt, a pair of gloves and white sneakers. She had

long slender legs which made her look very attractive. She went up to the target and fetched the small,

exquisite bow and arrow from the server behind her.

Considering Anya was doing all these things skillfully, Rachel guessed that she wasn't a beginner.

Hiram walked up to Anya and they started to talk about something.

After a while, Anya bent a bow and the red arrow she was holding suddenly shot towards the bull's eye

of the target.

She jumped for joy as she hit the bull's eye.

"Let's have a competition, okay?" Anya smilingly said to Hiram, fiddling with the bow in her hands.

"Okay. What are the rules of the competition?" Hiram seemed to be in a good mood. He took his own

bow and drew it several times.

"Great! If you win the game, I keep you company tonight! If I win, you keep my company tonight!" Anya

said with a mischievous smile while placing her elbow on Hiram's shoulder. She was a straightforward

person and always spoke bluntly.

Hiram wordlessly lifted an arrow, rested it against the bow and slowly bent the bow with his right hand.

After aiming the arrow at the target, he decisively shot the arrow.

The arrow quickly flew towards the target. Rachel was so surprised to see that that she forgot to chew

the snacks in her mouth. She ended up swallowing only saliva when she saw Hiram's arrow directly

penetrate Anya's.

'There really are such skilled archers in real life!' Rachel marveled to herself.

Sitting under a large beach umbrella while eating snacks, she continued watching Anya and Hiram.

After a while, she felt a bit bored, so she clapped her hands, stood up and walked towards them.

"Wow! Hiram, you are so amazing!" Anya had lost the game, but she still jumped happily before flinging

her arms around Hiram's neck and planting a kiss on his cheek.

Rachel jerked to a stop. They were having a happy time now. She would probably disturb them if she

walked up to them.

She was about to turn around and go back, but she hesitated.

'Rachel, are you a coward?

Now that you're already on the way there, you shouldn't head back. Why are you so spineless?

That man is your husband now. Are you happy when you see him playing happily with another

woman?' she thought.

"Can I try? It seems very interesting, "

Rachel said out loud, at last walking towards them. She'd always been good at persuading herself.

"You? Hiram, your secretary is very interesting, " Anya commented, surprised to see Rachel. But being

generous, she handed her bow to Rachel. "This is my tailor-made copper bow. It's designed for

women. You can have a try."

Rachel took the exquisite bow from Anya. It seemed to be made of fine copper and was smaller than

Hiram's.

Hiram put his bow away and stood behind Rachel. Rachel's petite figure was almost surrounded by

him. He held her hands and said, "When drawing the bow, your posture must be correct. Look at this."

He was standing so close to her that she could feel his warm breath on her neck. The sun was also

shining too brightly. Rachel suddenly felt a bit dizzy and fell backwards, leaning against Hiram's chest.

Hiram felt her lose her balance, so he leaned forward a little to help her stand straight again. "This is a

straight line. Slowly pull it back. Come on. Have a try."

He held her hands firmly, but she didn't feel any pain. Rachel's eyes were fixed on the bull's eye in front

of her as Hiram put forth his strength to help her draw the bow.

"Loosen your grip."

On Hiram's instruction, Rachel quickly released her hold on the arrow as he stopped holding her

hands.

The arrow flew through the air before hitting the target. Although it hadn't hit the center of the target, it

hadn't missed it either.

It was the first time that Rachel had tried her hand at archery, so she was overjoyed when she realized

that she had hit the target. Unable to control herself, she waved her hand in delight and exclaimed, "My

dear husband, I hit the target!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, the smile on her face froze.

The word 'husband' had naturally come to her mind just now, but she hadn't meant to utter it out loud.

'I can't believe I did that. Will Hiram be angry?' Rachel wondered.

She studied Hiram's expression carefully. When he heard her call him 'husband, ' he looked taken

aback, surprise flooding his eyes.

Hiram calmed down quickly and said, "Well. I gave you a hands-on lesson, so of course you could hit

the target."

Anya was also surprised by Rachel's words.

Stunned, she asked, "Hiram, when did you get married?"

Rachel was worried that she had caused trouble this time. She had promised that she would not disturb

Hiram when he was dating a girlfriend. But she had called him husband just now. He would probably be

furious at her.

She put down the bow, pressed her cap and snuck towards the beach umbrella.

"We haven't officially held our wedding yet. I'll definitely invite you when the time comes, " Hiram

replied. Then, noticing that Rachel was trying to leave secretly, he shouted, "Rachel, where do you

think you're going?"