After getting the medicine and a glass of water from the table, Rachel turned around. But she wasn't expecting that Jack was staring at her. She was so startled that she almost dropped the glass in her hand.
"You scared me."
Jack had no idea what he had done. "What's wrong?" he asked with a blank face.
"Nothing," Rachel replied in a low voice. She held the glass in her hand steadily and put it on the bedside table.
Jack took the medicine from her hand and swallowed it.
It was nearly eleven o'clock.
Actually, Jack wasn't really seriously ill. He didn't need someone to take care of him overnight. But Rachel was still upset so he didn't want to let her go.
After making sure that he had taken his medicine, Rachel looked at her watch. She thought it was time to say goodbye.
However, before she could say anything, Jack suddenly said, "It's late. Why don't you just stay here?"
Rachel froze for a moment.
"I'm alone here. No one will help me especially if I need to go to the bathroom in the middle of the
night." Jack tried to persuade her to stay.
"Why can't you go to the toilet by yourself? You didn't have a surgery or something," Rachel retorted emotionlessly.
Jack was silent for a moment. Then he said, "I mean, I need a companion."
Rachel's mouth twisted in a contemptuous smile. This man in front of her was really thick-skinned. She looked at him and asked, "Would you like me to accompany you to the toilet?"
The corner of his mouth lifted into a playful smile. Then he replied bluntly, "I don't mind."
In a situation like this, Jack was still able to get an opportunity to flirt with her. Rachel pretended not to mind him. She touched his forehead to check his temperature. She then stood up and said, "Have a good rest. I'll be back tomorrow."
"Rachel, I really don't want to stay here," he suddenly said.
Rachel was stunned. She looked at him and his face really looked serious. "I don't want to be here alone," he added.
He looked straight into her eyes. "Stay with me Rachel," he pleaded.
Jack was actually nervous while saying those words. He wasn't that confident that Rachel would give in to his request.
But to his surprise, Rachel agreed.
It was summer. Ninwell City had been under a scorching sun during the daytime.
Fortunately, it got cooler as evening came. The cool wind was now blowing in the windowsill.
"The evil wind in the middle of the night," Jack murmured as he was staring at the curtains being fluttered by the wind.
Rachel turned to look at the curtains too. At first, she thought that it wasn't a big deal. But when she took a careful look, she noticed that the curtains were being blown weirdly.
The temperature was very dry so she hung a wet towel inside the room. She also opened the window to get some fresh air. However, what Jack had said gave her the creeps. So, she rushed to the widow and closed it.
Jack couldn't help laughing upon seeing the expression on her face.
He moved to the edge of the bed and patted the empty space. "Come here. I'll share half of the bed with you," he said.
This time, Rachel already looked calm. She went to the cabinet and took out a quilt. Then she said casually, "Thank you. I'll sleep on the sofa."
Leaning against the headboard, Jack crossed his arms over his chest. Trying to hide a smile on his face, he said, "I don't think the sofa is clean. I guess many people have already slept on it."
Rachel, who was walking to the sofa, halted halfway.
"Do you really want to sleep on the sofa? Maybe they haven't even cleaned that for a long time," Jack continued.
'This guy,1 Rachel thought while gnashing her teeth in anger.
She turned around angrily and stared at him.
But Jack didn't mind the anger he could see from her eyes. He still smiled and said, "Come on. The bed is wide enough for the two of us."
"Many patients have also slept in that bed," Rachel retorted.
Unfortunately, it didn't work. Eventually, she also occupied the space he offered.
To her surprise, Jack embraced her immediately. She struggled for a while but failed to get away from him.
"I didn't know that you are also a koala," she commented.
He didn't say anything. Instead, he buried his head in her neck and kissed it, sniffing her light scent.
Her neck was the most sensitive part of her body so Rachel felt ticklish. She struggled a lot to escape from his embrace.
But Jack hugged her more tightly and it was impossible to get rid of his arms.
"Hey! Stop making fun of me, will you?" She pretended to be annoyed but her voice remained soft and gentle.
If they were in a normal situation, Jack wouldn't have missed such a good opportunity. However, he was really tired tonight.
He had no energy to move because of the
stomachache so he decided to just let go of her.
"Okay, I won't disturb you anymore. Let's sleep." He then kissed her gently on the cheek.
Rachel heaved a sigh of relief.
Finally, Jack had stopped pestering her.
When she got up to turn off the light, Jack was already sleeping deeply.
'Is he really asleep?' Rachel asked herself.
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