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My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 181

Hearing her deduction, Jack was speechless. Of course. How could he have forgotten about it?

It was the time he had stopped Eric from meddling with Henry's personal affairs.

It seemed that he had dug himself a deeper hole at this rate, but he held his composure.

"Well," he started in an effort to smooth things over. "I forgot about it."

Fortunately, Rachel didn't get to the bottom of his little slip-up.

Instead, she loosened her grip around her arms and subconsciously licked her lips. "So, do you know what's going on between them?"

It turned out that she didn't know he had told Henry where she and Lea were. At the thought, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, urn..." Actually, he didn't know what was going on between them either.

He only knew that Henry had been in a pretty bad mood recently. He did hear from Marcus that the man had been fighting with his girlfriend, thought.

That meant...he was fighting with Lea.

It was thanks to Marcus' latest gossip that he was finally able to answer her question.

"All I've heard was that they got into a fight. Did

something happen?" In order to keep the spotlight off him, he changed the topic. "You saw her today. Did she say anything?"

Rachel sighed, rubbing her forehead. "I was supposed to ask her more, but then Henry suddenly showed up.

All I got was that they were together. Lea didn't even tell me anything about it.

By the way, I can't help but wonder how Henry found us."

With a guilty conscience, Jack shifted in his seat and averted his gaze. "How about you ask Lea? I didn't know the slightest bit about them."

Rachel hesitated for a while. Although Jack's words were completely reasonable, she still was worried that this wasn't the right time to bring that up again.

Besides, if she called Lea right now, she was afraid that Lea and Henry would be fighting again. Strangely enough, Lea wasn't as moody as she was right now. Was it because of Henry?

"How about you just call her?" he urged.

Jack also didn't know what was going on, so he encouraged his wife to give her friend a call.

Rachel sat cross legged on the sofa as she rubbed her phone against the palm of her hand. A few seconds had passed, and she was still hesitant to call her friend up.

Before she left, she had reminded Lea to call her when she was free.

It seemed that this time was the time she

should give her a call. Without another thought, she dialed her friend's number.

What Rachel didn't know was that this was definitely not the right time to call Lea. In fact, Henry and Lea were having sex when Lea's phone rang.

Henry pretended not to hear it, but the woman under him pushed him away suddenly.

Before he could react, she sprinted into the bathroom.

He got out of bed and followed her. "Lea?" he called out nervously.

Before he could enter the bathroom, the sound of vomiting reverberated around them.

Henry froze as he stumbled closer.

Lea had just thrown up her meal. She hold the basin awkwardly. "Don't come over!"

she yelled.

Seeing her like this, how could he not come over? Regardless of her warning, he walked closer to her and stood by her side, pulling up her hair. "Did you eat something wrong? Why don't we go to the hospital?"

Just as she was about to say something, she pushed the man beside her and vomited into the basin once again.

She didn't stop till all she could spit out was water. Her head suddenly felt light as her whole body was starting to fail her. She stayed on the floor, feeling as if all the strength she once had, had left her system.

"Go get me a glass of water," she said hoarsely. "I'll rinse my mouth."

With a straight face, Henry moved forward to carry her into his arms, but she trashed endlessly. "No. I said, go get me a glass of water."

"You still need to see the doctor, honey," he said gently.

She waved her hand up in the air. "Let me rest first, okay? Don't move me. I think I still need to vomit."

Henry quickly got her a glass of water. When he came out, he heard her phone ringing once again.

However, he ignored it and grabbed her a glass of water.

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