Grandfather Robert's Will
Chapter 44's

“Robert’s is already home to me. I want to stay here after that period of time is over,” Rachel said.

Jenson clasped his hand. “Don't you ever think that we're a couple, and we should have stayed together? And this is our home.”

"We're just a contract marriage, Jenson."

Jenson swears and releases Rachel's hand. While standing, he buried his hands in the back pocket of his pants and put his feet towards the window. For God's sake, he was tired of convincing Rachel that their marriage wasn't a contract marriage. She wants to stay in that house with Rachel forever.

“I don't mean to irritate you, I still can't accept this wedding..”.

Jenson turned around slowly. “Ya, I understand.” He hopes that within two months this can make Rachel confident and continue this marriage.

“Forget it.” He turned to look for soup. "It's almost meal time, we have to prepare a meal for Jesica and Nyoman."

Rachel glued for a moment, observing Jenson's back, straining her muscles. “Jenson..” With a sigh, he hugged the man's waist. He felt it stiffen, but did not realize that it was caused by his shock. “It seems that during these two months I want to enjoy our time as a couple."

Jenson turned to frame Rachel's face with her hands. For a moment they looked like friends, like lovers. “Rachel...” Jenson wants Rachel to understand that she doesn't want Rachel to divorce her, that she wants to continue living with her. He has really been in love with her for years. Instead of peeking at Rachel's forehead, Jenson. "Did you help me make soup?"

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They couldn't work together without arguing, but a few days later they found that they could work together. They cooked, washed, dusted the furniture, while the servants rested on the bed, chatted, sat on the sofa drinking tea.

True, there are times when Jesica is itching to get up and do her job, or Nyoman is knocked on her conscience, but they are convinced that they are doing their job. Both felt justified when they heard the sound of laughter throughout the house. Jesica feels that Rachel and Jenson have a lot to do together to strengthen their relationship, and encourages them to have a momogan so that neither of them thinks of separating after this contract ends.

Jenson wasn't sure there were other times in her life where her heart felt so happy. Yes, in essence, taking care of the house, something that previously had neither the time nor the intention to do. He used to write for hours, confined himself indoors, swept away in his plot, characters, and what-ifs. Then he can break away and the reality is the aroma of dishes or furniture. He had a house, a wife, and was determined to keep both.

Jenson had just lit a fire in the firewood as Bruno ran into the room and messed up the table. The displays on the table he made flew.

“It seems we have to send you to personality school” Jenson said as he rose to clean up the mess. Although only a month had passed since his arrival, Bruno's body size had almost doubled. The dog, without a doubt, will grow immensely. After clearing the table, Jenson saw the dog looking down at the sofa. “What do you get there?”

In addition to being big, Bruno has also earned a reputation as a shrewd thief. The day before, they had lost a piece of meat. “Well Bruno, if it's chicken for dinner later, you'll be locked up in seclusion in the garage.” Drooping down, Jenson looked down at the sofa. Not the chicken Bruno was chewing noisily, but Jenson's shoes.

“Sial!” Jenson tried to grab her but the dog retreated out of range and kept chewing. “That shoe is five times your price, you fat bottom. Give it to me.” While bending lower, Jenson half looked down at the sofa. Bruno dragged the shoes again, enjoying the game.

“Oh, how sweet.” Rachel stepped into the living room and observed Jenson starting from the waist down. Jenson is so awesome. “Jenson, are you playing with Bruno or dusting under the couch?”

“I'll make him a tapestry.”

“Yeah, it sounds like tonight you're a little grumpy. Bruno, here, Darling.” While pounding the shoes like a trophy, Bruno wriggled from under the sofa and pranced happily towards Rachel. “lnikah are you chasing?” Rachel brandished the shoes towards Jenson while stroking Bruno with her other hand. “That's smart of you teaching Bruno how to catch shoes.”

Jenson straightened up, then snatched the shoe from Rachel's hand. Unfortunately the shoes were wet and full of bite marks. “That's the second shoe he broke. And he was not even kind enough to take both of them from the same pair of shoes.”

Rachel stared at what was once a cream-colored Italian leather shoe. “You never wear anything else except tennis shoes or boots.”

From a distance Nyoman and Jesica noticed the two. "How much do they cry when they are given a baby" murmured Jesica.

"For now let them babysit dogs to learn to care for."