Rachel didn’t answer. But when she looked at him, the expression in her eyes told him that she did.
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“You can have a try if you want, but be careful with your wrist,” said Victor in a low voice while looking at her wrist.
Hearing this, Rachel’s eyes lit up.
“No problem.”
As she spoke, she took the hammer from Victor before he could change his mind. She held the nail with her right hand and the hammer in her left hand. Her strength was just right, and she hit the nail in the right place.
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Standing aside, Victor’s eyes were fixed on her.
Before long, she finished putting the last plank. Although she hadn’t done most of the work, she had finished it, which somewhat made up for the unpleasantness she had experienced. She looked at the crib with a faint smile.
Looking sideways at her shining eyes, Victor was slightly distracted.
“ALL right.” Rachel put the hammer back in the box as she returned the other tools as well.
Only then did he notice that she had been using her left hand the whole time. He asked, “When did you learn to use your left hand?”
The smile on Rachel’s face froze.
She had been born left-handed, but when she joined the Red Hackers, she would occasionally go out on missions. To avoid her identity being exposed, she forced herself to exercise using her right hand for a long time and even wrote with her right hand anytime she was on missions.
Now that her right wrist was injured, she had subconsciously used her left hand.
She had forgotten that the woman she was impersonating was right- handed.
Rachel thought quickly and the panic disappeared in an instant, as she came up with a story. She said calmly, “My right hand was injured before. I had to train my left hand during the recovery. But I didn’t train it for long. I can only do simple things with my left hand, but not the harder one like writing.”
Squinting his eyes, Victor obviously doubted her words.
“Your right hand was injured before? Why didn’t I know of this?”
Rachel thought for a moment. Her lie needed a back-up fast. Then she raised her eyes and looked at him. With a faint smile on her face, she said it plainly as if it was the most obvious thing on earth.
“It happened when I was a child. Grandma…no, I should call her Mrs.
Sullivan now. Didn’t you throw all my documents into the shredder when Mrs. Sullivan showed them to you? You didn’t read any of them, so it’s not surprising that you don’t know plenty about me.”
Hearing Rachel’s blade-like words, Victor wanted to defend himself but he couldn’t.
He had done just as she said.
At that time, he hadn’t cared who his future wife would be. For him, the marriage was just to fulfill his grandma’s wish. So he didn’t care who Rachel was, what she looked like, or even her life story.
In fact, if Rachel hadn’t done so many stupid things that always challenged his patience, maybe he wouldn’t hate her as much as he did.
His eyes reflected her face, as well as the complex emotions surging in his heart.
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