My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 154

Jack's explanation still turned out to be useful, even though Rachel said he didn't have to explain.

She felt as if a burden was lifted from her shoulders when he came clean and told her everything.

She wasn't sure if he had noticed that she was angry.

"So you just got back?" she asked, pretending to be calm despite feeling a little awkward.

When he saw that she was willing to talk to him, Jack felt so happy that he couldn't stop himself from smiling.

"That's right. I've just been so busy recently. Some days, I don't even get to sleep." Jack tried to sound as pitiful as he could.

He pointed under his eyes and added, "Look at my eyes. Even my eyes have bags under them."

Rachel was in no mood to look at the dark circles around his eyes. "Focus on driving!"

As time went by, the temperature got higher and higher, and Eric's wound healed quickly.

His head had been shaved before the operation, and it started to grow hair.

He would touch his short hair every now and then. Thankfully, the scar on his head was not as deep as he had imagined.

People said that if a man was still good-looking with buzz cut, then he was a real handsome guy. Whenever Eric stared at himself in the mirror, he thought he had gotten even more handsome than before. And this made Rachel sick.

It had been more than a month since he got injured. He couldn't wait to hang out with his friends.

Many of his friends and colleagues had come to visit him at Rachel's house.

She had seen all of his friends. They were quite different from the ones Eric had fun with in the bar.

So whenever they dropped by to come pick him up, she didn't have to worry.

After two more days of hanging round with his friends, Eric got bored and asked Rachel if he could go back to work.

Eric was looking better every day, and he seemed like he was already fit to work, so Rachel gave him the go signal.

Now that Eric was out of the house, she felt relieved. But she didn't want to go back to work so soon.

She did hear that Kevin's license was revoked for his negligence of the patient.

It was quite lucky that he wasn't charged for criminal liability, but he would no long be able to continue his career.

James was the one to tell her the news. "He's a man whose avarice knows no bounds," he signed.

Kevin confessed that he was afraid of being

replaced by Rachel.

So when Rachel gave him some advice, he refused to take it and insisted that he was right.

He made the wrong decision during the operation, which resulted in the patient's death.

Rachel didn't know what to say. Once a person was affected by their inner demon and obsession, it was easy for them to forget why they had become a doctor in the beginning. Every doctor would face the same dilemma in their career, and it was up to them if they would face it head on or give up.

James changed the topic and asked her if she would go back to the hospital. Rachel pondered for a moment; she wanted to refuse but she couldn't say it outright.

A lot of things had happened to her recently, and she lost her drive. She was not as dedicated to her work as she once was.

She wasn't ready to go back to the hospital just yet. She was not mentally or psychologically prepared.

She told James what she was thinking, and he acknowledged her concerns. He thought of something she might be interested in. "We are going to send two doctors to France for further education. Perhaps you'd like to give it a try, Rachel?"

Rachel was taken by surprise. She wasn't able to speak for a good thirty seconds, but James could hear her breathing on the other line. "To France, you say?" Rachel said each word slower than the previous ones.

"You heard me right. The training will last for two years. If you're willing to go, I'll send in your recommendation. You're still young after all, there are so much more that you can learn!"

Rachel still couldn't believe what she had just heard. She now had the chance to further her studies and train to become an even better doctor for two years...in France.

"I..." There was hesitation in her voice.

"You don't have to answer me now. There's still some time. You can think about it. If you want, I'll reserve one quota for you."

"Okay, thank you."

She hadn't told anyone about this opportunity. It was quite an attractive offer to be able to go abroad and further her study, but it would also mean leaving behind her life in Ninwell City for two years.

Rachel couldn't decide and she was lost in thought. She would take out her books and read to calm herself down and keep her mind occupied in her spare time.

She couldn't take this decision lightly. It was a step forward into the unknown, but it was also a step forward into her future.

Rachel was very hesitant. On the one hand, she had been insisting on her career for so many years. On the other hand, if she wanted to go, she must make a clear break with the current situation.

The thing that made her want to go so bad, was her own lack of experience. After what had happened to the last patient, she felt that her skill in

medicine was insufficient.

She raised her book to her face and drew deep sighs.

Just as she was thinking, the person had changed her life came back.

The garage door opened, and she heard him parking the car. Rachel prepared to greet him.

She knew it was Jack, since nobody else would drop by. It was already past 9 p.m. after all.

It was raining, so she figured it would be best not to go outside. She peered her head out of the window to catch a glimpse of the driveway.

She stood by the window for a while and went downstairs with an umbrella. She knew that Jack might not have brought his own.

It had been a few minutes since she started waiting. She was sure that she heard the car park in the garage, and the engine was already turned off, but nobody came out.

She got tired of waiting and decided to go to the garage and see what was happening.

The door was tightly closed, and nobody went out. Rachel set aside her umbrella and approached the driver's seat. She knocked on the glass to catch the attention of the person inside the car.