Hello, Mr Thomas Grey

Chapter 30 I always love you

Hearing the sound of Thomas Grey, Rachel Stuart gets up immediately, her face full of unbelievable

expression.

Thomas Grey comes here…

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If he comes to the Stuart family with her, then...What would the Grey Family say about her?

“Honey, I am really sorry, would you please forgive me? Being angry hurts the body, you would make

me sad if you feel uncomfortable.”

Rachel Stuart sits quietly on the bed holding her pillow.

It seems strange to her, for all her fretful thoughts have quieted at the sound of his voice.

It is like finding a harbor where she could rest and rely on.

“Honey, if you don't open the door, your butler will send me away.” Thomas Grey's voice is full of

grievance and helplessness.

Rachel Stuart opens her mouth, but says nothing.

It's better to send him away. Even if she opens the door, she doesn't know what to say.

After a long time, there is no sound in the bedroom. Thomas Grey's uneasiness becomes more and

more intense.

The butler knows that he should not stay here. He whispers to Thomas Grey, “Mr. Grey, please call me

if you need something. I will go down and prepare dinner.”

Thomas Grey nods, “Thank you.”

The butler says you are welcome, then goes downstairs.

The whole floor suddenly becomes quiet.

Thomas Grey puts his hand on the door handle and leans against the door, “Honey, are you still angry?

I am really sorry. It’s all my fault. I dare not again, please don’t punish me like this...please don't say

any angry words to hurt me.”

“I know I've gone too far, just this once, and it won't happen again, I swear.”

“You can hit me, or scold me, if you're still angry, but...Would you please don’t divorce me? I don't want

you to regret...If you regret marrying me, you have no idea how hurtful it is for me.”

Somehow, Rachel Stuart is standing beside the door. She sits down in front of the door with her hands

holding her knees, her chin on her lap, her eyes on the closed door.

“Honey...please open the door. Let me see you. Let me see you. At least let me know you're in there

and listening to me.”

Rachel Stuart purses her lips, “But I have said, we're getting divorced...”

As Soon as Rachel Stuart speaks, the air freezes.

The silence is almost suffocating

Rachel Stuart doesn’t like this kind of feelings. Her brows are slightly twisted. When she is going to say

something, Thomas Grey's deep and repressed voice suddenly comes.

“But marriage is a matter of two people. We can’t trifle with it. If you really don't like me...Well, would

you please give me some time to adjust myself so that I can be your favorite?”

It's not that Rachel Stuart can't hear the panic in Thomas Grey's voice, but she just can't figure out why.

No matter how she tries to recollect, they haven’t known each other that long, and she didn’t know him

before.

In her twenty years of memory, except for that night, they never met again.

“Then…Tell me, why do you like me?” Rachel Stuart takes a deep breath and asks him bluntly.

“Because you’re Rachel Stuart, the precious of Thomas Grey.”

“No.” Rachel Stuart denies him, “Thomas Grey, I want you to tell me sincerely, not your perfunctory

answer.”

“But that is my truest answer.” His voice is deep, a little hoarse, “Rachel Stuart, it's just because of

you...It's always been you.”

“I'll never fall in love with anyone but you.”

His voice makes her heart tremble.

“Believe it or not, I have always loved you.”

Then, the closed door is pulled open by Rachel Stuart!