My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 19

Jack became fully awake at once. With a frown, he lifted the quilt off himself and got up.

Rachel didn't know why nobody in the house had woken them up. When she finally went downstairs, she found the servants cleaning.

But other than that, the whole house was quiet. "Where are Dad and Mom?" she asked.

"They went out early in the morning," one of the servants answered.

It immediately became obvious to Rachel that Jonathan and Tracy were intentionally giving them space. Rachel seldom stayed up late. But since she hadn't slept until early in the morning, it was not strange that she had overslept.

But why had Jack gotten up so late? Rachel's heart was overcome with doubt, but she had no time to ponder over anything. She glanced at the clock and hurriedly called the hospital.

It was well known among the hospital staff that Rachel never came to work late, nor did she leave early. So, her abnormal behavior over the past few days had attracted the attention of the senior staff.

Now that Rachel had overslept this morning, she asked for leave, but this only worried Director Yu, who was on the other end of the line. "It doesn't matter. Do you have any problems at home?" ■3

Rachel seemed to be in a tough spot these days. Recently, Eric had been admitted to the hospital.

Then, just a few days after being discharged, he had been admitted again! On top of that, Rachel had already asked for leave yesterday. Naturally, Director Yu was worried that Rachel was facing some kind of trouble.

However, Rachel quickly assured Director Yu that nothing was wrong and explained that she was asking for leave because she had overslept. Upon hearing this, Director Yu immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them chatted for a few more seconds before hanging up the phone.

Knowing that Rachel had a strong background, Director Yu gave special treatment to her. Moreover, Rachel was outstanding in her work.

Bosses liked hard-working employees, and they liked outstanding employees who maintained a low profile even more.

Rachel had always done a good job, but she had never been greedy or arrogant. This was the reason why everyone got along well with her even though they were envious of her.

Although Rachel was a little bit aloof, she kept a good relationship with other people.

After hanging up the phone, Rachel wanted to call Jonathan so that she could leave for the hospital.

When she was about to dial Jonathan's number, however, a servant walked up to her and asked, "Mrs. Fu, would you like to have lunch here?" Before Rachel could answer, she heard a low voice from behind. "Yes, you can go and prepare."

Jack walked up to Rachel. "I'll take you to the hospital after you finish eating."

His words came as such a surprise to Rachel that she didn't even try to hide it. Anyway, she had no interest in going with Jack, so she replied, "There's no need for that. Aren't you busy? I'll ask Stuart to take me there."

"I'm going in the same direction as you are," Jack replied casually.

The same direction? Where was he going? His company was in the north of the city while her hospital was in the south.

But seeing that Jack had made up his mind, Rachel didn't say anything more. If he wanted to be his free chauffeur, she would let him.

After lunch, Jack started the car and waited for Rachel, who was making a quick phone call.

Much to his happiness, Jonathan heard from Rachel that his son was taking her to work.

After hanging up the phone, Rachel got into Jack's car, internally sighing at the fact that she couldn't live up to her father-in-law's goodwill.

Rachel knew that it would take them nearly an hour to reach the hospital, and she was very full, so she quickly dozed off.

She had tried to stay awake for a while, but finally, she hadn't been able to resist. Exhaustion had overcome her and soon, she was sleeping with her head against the window. ■3

For someone who had a regular lifestyle, her rhythm had been suddenly interrupted. As a consequence, she had fallen into a deep sleep.

While waiting for the red light, Jack turned his head and saw Rachel quietly leaning her head against the window.

Her face was as small as his palm, and she had delicate and beautiful features. Her eyelashes were so long that they hid her cold eyes.

As Jack continued to stare at her, he realized that her skin was as white as milk and flawless, without the slightest trace of a blemish.

He was so lost in admiring her face that the driver in the car behind him pressed their horn several times before he jerked back to reality.

Only then did Jack realize that he had unconsciously stretched his hand out to touch Rachel's face. He frowned and quickly withdrew his hand. Then, with his lips slightly pursed, he drove through the last green light.

When Rachel finally woke up from her deep sleep and looked around, she realized that she was alone in the car.

She rubbed her sore neck for a while, and then looked out and realized that she had reached the hospital. Why hadn't Jack woken her up?

She unfastened her seatbelt and took a look at her watch. Judging by the time, they must have arrived almost an hour ago!

When she got out of the car, she saw Jack standing a few steps away with a cigarette between his slender fingers. The thin smoke twisted in the air ■3

as it slowly rose up. Upon hearing the sound of the car door, Jack cast a glance at the car, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and threw it into the trash can nearby.

Rachel calmed down and figured that she should bid him goodbye. When she was about to open her mouth, however, she was interrupted by Jack. "Where is Eric's ward?" he asked.

"On the 15th floor. Room 8023."

"Lead the way."

'How does he know that Eric is in the hospital?' Rachel wondered.

At that moment, Eric was lying in the bed, feeling bored.

He didn't feel like watching a movie to pass the time.

Just then, his friends called him and asked him to come and hang out with them.

When Eric told them that he was in the hospital, they cautiously asked if it was because of Celine.

That day, everyone present had been taught a lesson, especially those who had forced Celine to drink.

Eric told them the truth without any hesitation. To his surprise, as soon as these friends heard that he was hospitalized because of Celine, they quickly gave an excuse and hung up, afraid that they might get into trouble as well.

Eric sat there stunned with his phone still pressed to his ear, unable to believe what had just happened. 'Are these people my friends? ■3

Fuck!' Before Eric could vent his anger, however, the door of the ward was suddenly opened.

When he glanced at the door, he was so shocked that he almost fell down from his bed. It was Jack.

Just before Jack opened the door, he said to Rachel, "You don't have to come in. I need to talk to him alone."

Rachel just nodded and said, "He is stupid. Be gentle with him."

Jack's mouth twitched, but he didn't answer and pushed open the door.

Although Rachel's words had been vague and simple, Jack had understood her immediately.

Rachel had hoped that Jack could spread the word to instill fear in Eric, but she had never imagined that he would come here to personally threaten Eric.

Not long after, Jack steadily walked out of the room.

The moment he opened the door, Rachel felt as if there was a holy light shining behind him.

Then, she walked past Jack to enter the ward and saw Eric sitting on the bed in a daze. The bruises on his face had turned black and blue. His hand was wrapped in gauze that he had still not taken off.

Eric turned around in a panic when he heard footsteps coming in again, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Rachel.

Then, he looked out of the door nervously and ■3

whispered to Rachel, "Rachel! Close the door! Close it!"

Rachel turned around and closed the door as he asked. With a smile on her lips, she thought to herself, 'Poor boy...1

By the time she turned around, however, the smile on her face had disappeared, and she looked calm and expressionless as usual.

Eric jumped out of the bed and ran to Rachel. Sounding terrified, he pointed to the door and whispered, "Rachel, why did he come here? Why did he come to my ward?" "Yes, I just saw him.

What did he say to threaten you?"

"He threatened me! I..." Eric suddenly stopped and looked at her suspiciously. "How do you know that he threatened me?"

Rachel put her hands in her pockets and subtly averted her eyes. "I don't think he came here to have a cup of tea with you," she said sarcastically.

Scratching his head, Eric murmured, "So you'd believe if I told you that he came here to beat me up?"

Rachel smiled. "Yes, I trust you."

Eric's intention had been to gain some sympathy from Rachel, but when he actually heard her affirmative reply, he was almost enraged to death. He flushed and said, "He threatened me! He said he would kill me!"

He looked aggrieved, like a bullied child who was complaining to an adult.

Eric was only 23 years old. He hadn't ■3

completed his university education because he wanted to make money. He was the apple of his parents' eye, allowed to do whatever he wanted. In the end, his family had forced him to work in this city so that Rachel would be there to take care of him.

But Rachel had her own set of rules. Unlike her parents, she didn't allow Eric to do whatever he liked.