Chapter 35: Feelings Can’t Be Forced


    Before Rachel could say a word, he looked up at her and chuckled, “She also likes you now.”


    Rachel stunned and suddenly felt awkward. She turned to look at Monica, pretending that she didn''t


    understand the connotations in his words, "I also like Monica very much and sincerely hoped her


    autism would be cured. If mypany is useful, I would like to apany her more.”


    "Rach, thank you." Osmond shot her an affectional look.


    Rachel smiled stiffly, "Osmond, no need to thank me. We made an agreement before. You’ve done me


    many favors and I think taking care of Monica is something what I should do. And I sincerely like her


    and hope her be healthy."


    Nothing is more important than Monica. No matter what the rtionship was between them two, she


    couldn’t turn a blind eye to Monica.


    Osmond looked at her, his lips moving and closing for several times, but in the end, he didn’t say


    anything and just smiled.


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    The two exchanged banters for a while. Feeling that it waste, Osmond stood up, “I and Monica will


    go back first. Have a good rest.”


    Rachel also slowly stood up, "Well, I will see you off."


    Osmond smiled and shifted his gaze to the little girl on the ground, "Monica, let’se back."


    Monica was immersed in the picture book and finally looked up at Osmond who had called her several


    times. A few secondster, she slowly shook her head blinking her watery eyes.


    Osmond froze, "Why are you shaking your head? You don''t want to leave?"


    Monica looked at him and then at Rachel, then nodded slightly.


    Osmond was amused. He walked over and picked her up, "But it''s toote, we should go home so that


    Auntie can go for sleep. Hmm, we can visit heter, is that okay?"


    Monica shook her head vigorously nestling in his arms, a trace of grievance creeping onto her chubby


    face. She tugged at Rachel’s sleeve and pouted.


    "Don''t cry..." Osmond was a bit helpless. He rubbed her head, coaxing softly, "You like the picture book


    right? You can take it and read it on the way home.”


    Rachel smiled and pinched her chubby face, “Auntie will gift you the picture book.”


    Osmond nodded at her, “Stop here, we’ll go first. And have a good rest.”


    Rachel sent the two to the door. Just as she was about to say goodbye to Monica, who bent her head


    on Osmond’s shoulder, Monica suddenly cried quietly with big tears falling down her cheeks.


    Rachel was startled, “Osmond.”


    Osmond turned to look at Monica and frowned, “Monica, are you ufortable?”


    Since she seldom spoke, they could figure out what was wrong with her.


    Unable to bear to see Monica crying quietly, Rachel walked over and took her into her arms, “Let her


    stay in my house tonight. I’ll take care of her.”


    “Oh. You’re pregnant and have to work tomorrow. I won’t allow her to bother you. I’ll take her back and


    coax her at home.”


    Rachel gently patted Monica’s back and smiled at Osmond, “Not a big deal. My mom can also help me.


    She’s experienced in coaxing children.”


    Osmond rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly, “Ah, this stubborn girl.”


    Rachel raised her eyebrows and bantered, “Oh are you jealous at me? Let her stay here for one night,


    and I’ll return her to you tomorrow morning.”


    It was understandable that he could not bear to part Monica since he had been with Monica since her


    birth. If she were him, she would also feel it unbearable.


    “All right, please take care of her tonight. I’lle to pick her up when I go to work tomorrow morning.”


    Rachel nodded, “Okay.”


    “Give us a bell if she keeps crying and messing up.”


    "Okay."


    The two chatted for a while at the door, and Osmond left.


    Knowing that Monica will stay here tonight, Theresa was quite delighted. It would be livelier with a child


    in the house. She didn’t say anything, but Rachel can read her feelings from her facial expressions.


    When she came out of the bathroom after washing, Monica had been asleep in Theresa''s arms.


    "Look, Monica is so cute. But what a pity that she cannot speak."


    Rachel, in her pajamas, stood by the sofa and nced down. Not knowing what she was thinking, she


    just murmured, "She''s still young and it will be cured one day."


    Theresa raised her head to study her carefully. After a long while, she spoke in a serious tone, “You


    can consider about Osmond. I think he’s a good man to live with. He’s gentle and considerate and can


    make a bnce between his career and family.”


    Rachel stayed silent for a few moments. She then sat down and leaned on her shoulder, whispering,


    “Mom, I’m considering about it. But you should know that feelings cannot be forced. Just don’t interfere


    in it.”


    Theresa froze, and then pouted weakly, "I didn''t intervene. I just asked him to have dinner with us. He


    has helped us several times and we cannot thank him merely by words. Plus, feelings can be


    cultivated. You have no bad feelings for him and he seems to like you.”


    Anyway, she felt that Osmond was the most suitable candidate for her daughter and feared that Rachel


    would miss the opportunity and regret in the future.


    Rachel looked up at her and spoke expressionlessly, “I had cultivated feelings with Keh for three


    years and there was no result. Keh had no bad feelings for me and I liked him, but we divorced in


    the end. What if I marry Osmond and divorce again?”


    Theresa was choked.


    Fearing that she would think wildly when she was at home alone, Rachel didn''t dare to say more. She


    told her to go to bed early and carried Monica to the bedroom.


    Lying on bed, she sent Osmond a message. Just as she was about to turn off her phone and go to


    sleep, she received a phone call. She was startled fearing that the ringing might wake Monica up, and


    hastily answered the call without noticing who the caller was.


    "Hello."


    "Not asleep yet?"


    Rachel''s expression changed slightly when she heard the familiar voice, "What… what''s the matter?"


    Since they met in the courtst time, they hadn’t contacted each other for about a month. She thought


    that he had gotten the right idea and would not contact her anymore.


    Hearing her deliberately lowered voice, Keh frowned, “Is it inconvenient?”


    Rachel sat up and tucked the corner of the quilt for Monica, whispering, “It’s okay. You can speak


    freely. It’s sote and I gotta sleep.”


    Hearing her words, Keh on the other end of the phone subconsciously pictured a scene in his


    mind.


    She was going to sleep soon but there was the other person by her side. She lowered her voice fearing


    that it would wake the person up, so that person must be asleep and they were in the same room?


    Although he didn''t know why he had so much spection, he was clear that his mind was in turmoil. It


    seemed as if his heart was stung by needle – it was neither painful nor itchy, but it made him


    ufortable.


    "Keh Shawn, are you still there? What''s the matter?" Rachel frowned as Keh had stayed silent


    for a long while. She frowned and thought there might be a bad reception, so she checked the screen


    yet found nothing unusual.


    "Keh Sh..."


    As she was calling him the second time, the call was suddenly hung up,


    Rachel stunned and stared at the phone for a long time, baffled.


    Could it be that he called the wrong person?