Wanted: Billionaire's Wife And Their Genius Twin Babies novel Chapter 2

Rachel casually took a jacket from the bedside and covered herself up before she sneaked out of the presidential suite.

By the time Edward had slowly woken up, the woman with whom he had shared the night was already gone.

He swept his fringe to the back. The sunlight had fallen softly on his abs, outlining his fair skin and toned physique.

As Edward glanced at the empty space beside him, his gaze was immediately drawn to the handmade bracelet that was left beside the pillow.

Frowning, he picked up the bracelet. The light fragrance on it reminded him of the woman’s body scent.

"Woman, are you seriously trying to dismiss me with this thing after sleeping with me?"

Rachel, who had sprinted all the way home, was nervous.

The Bennet family had always been strict on her and her sister who were not even allowed sleepovers, and now...

Rachel shook her head and thought, 'It's gonna be okay, it's gonna be fine. It's so early, mom and dad are probably still asleep.'

So she pushed the door open carefully, but the moment she stepped into the villa, she was promptly greeted with a deep manly roar.

"Rachel! You do still remember having a house! Where were you last night?!"

Rachel stopped in her tracks. Seeing her parents and her sister on the European-styled sofa in the hall, her heart sank.

Mr. Bennet suddenly stood up; his face in a state of embarrassment-induced fury.

Mrs. Bennet also looked at Rachel with displeasure, in which her glare conveyed her disappointment at Rachel.

"Dad, mom, I went to a friend's house for the night after the party. It's nothing."

Rachel dared not tell the truth. If her family had found out about her night with a stranger, she would be cast out!

Most importantly, she did not even know that man's identity nor his age?! She had given her first time away just like that.

Mrs. Bennet's brows slowly tangled into a tight-knit. "Which friend's?"

Rachel quickly gathered her wits and answered decisively, "Jodie's."

The moment the words escaped her mouth, everyone's faces darkened.

At the same time, standing beside Mr. Bennet, Rue who looked exactly like Rachel shook her head quickly, as if to tell her something important.

"Rue, what's wrong?"

Rachel stared at Rue, perplexed.

Right after, a familiar figure came downstairs.

"Rachel, you're home? Where did you go last night?"

Rachel's eyes bulged as she stared at Jodie in shock.

Jodie Comer was her best friend she grew up with.

"Jodie?! How are you at my house?"

Jodie tilted her head in confusion while she rubbed her temple with her hands. "I drank too much at yours and Rue's party yesterday, so I slept over for the night."

Slap— A clear sound of a smack echoed in the hall.

While Rachel was already weak in the knees after the night before, Mr. Bennet's full-powered blow sent her to the floor.

Already furious, Mr. Bennet grabbed Rachel's hair the moment he had heard Rue and pulled her aside with a sinister hellfire in his eyes.

Even if Rue did not understand what those marks on Rachel's body are, how could he not know?

"You whore! Where did you go last night?! Whose arms did you throw yourself into?!"

Rachel only felt a searing pain on her scalp and could not help but cast her gaze at Mrs. Bennet. "Mom..."

Mrs. Bennet took a step back. Her rejection of Rachel was as clear as day.

Jodie could not bring herself to act against an elder, so she said anxiously, "Mr. Bennet, please let Rachel go! She can't even explain herself!"

Mr. Bennet snorted again as he pushed Rachel to the floor.

"Tell me! With whom did you fool around yesterday?!"

Rue kneeled beside Rachel with a face full of worry. "Rachel, tell us. Daddy won't blame you, we're all just concerned about you."

Rachel bit her lower lip. "I-I don't know who he is..."

Just as she finished speaking, a teacup flew across the room and landed on Rachel's head with a thud.

Clank! The teacup found its mark on Rachel's head before it fell on the ground and its porcelain body shattered into pieces around Rachel.

The teacup's sharp broken pieces had cut Rachel's arm and her blood dyed the white porcelain red — it was as startling as it looked.

Preparing for a kick, Mr. Bennet then charged toward Rachel. The rage on his face seemed to indicate his intent to kick her to death.

Jodie's eyebrows furrowed as she wordlessly took Rachel into her arms. Her determination to protect Rachel, no matter what, was obvious!