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My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 204

Rachel was just 25 years old.

Jack wondered as to how a young girl like her could look like this.

As far as he could contemplate, most girls of her age would have just graduated and would be indulged in playful activities.

She appeared to be totally unlike any of them. She had a mature face and lived an extensively conservative life.

Considering her living circumstances, Jack was well aware that she couldn't have claimed these extraordinary achievements by virtue of her birth. It had to be the result of her blood, toil, tears and sweat.

A few people who usually tend to flatter him for his wit and wisdom only made him feel ridiculous.

His achievements were envied by others as miraculous but hardly anyone bothered to notice the strenuous struggles he had to endure for the same.

'No pain, no gain. We have to pay a lot to achieve our goals,' he thought.

Rachel had now made some envious achievements, which he believed was nothing but the result of her determined and steadfast efforts.

On the young and beautiful face of hers, he had rarely gotten to witness a shred of haughtiness.

The curious and fervent nature of a few things

were hidden beneath it.

Although calmness was a valuable attribute, this wasn't how a young woman was supposed to be.

It was best for them to get into certain status at certain age.

Perhaps Rachel herself hadn't taken notice of the fact that when she was with him, she behaved like an altogether different person.

Rachel's calm and quite personality withered away into a dashing character.

It wasn't so bad of her to explore the naughty side of her mind with a pinch of curiosity.

Teasing her became a very satisfying event for

him.

It wasn't long before everything stooped back to square one. They continued to hang out for a while.

Rachel suddenly fathomed that she had even forgotten to take a photo with him.

She gobbled up the cup of mung bean soup when she returned.

She couldn't help letting out a low hiccup. She stare at Jack with a guilt ridden mind.

Jack raised his hand and pinched Rachel's nose playfully. "Do you still want to have some snacks?"

She gently licked her lips with the tip of her tongue. She had serious doubts regarding the empty space in her stomach tonight.

She shook her head and said shyly, "I can't eat anymore. I'm as full as a tick."

She noticed that the manager of the hotel was approaching them. After greeting them, the manager handed over a box of local deserts to them, which were specially prepared for the temple fair.

Jack accepted it without any hesitation and thanked her politely. Knowing that they were hanging out tonight, the manager quickly deflected the topic.

She politely enquired about where all they had visited so far. Mesmerized by the round face of the manager, Rachel couldn't stop admiring her beauty.

Knowing that she was a local here, Rachel had a detailed conversation with her while quickly noting down any helpful insights she had regarding these places.

The manager replied dutifully, "You can go see the temple fair during the daytime tomorrow if you do have some time to spare."

The probability of such a thing occurring seemed to be infinitesimally small. After all, how could the annual event not be lively?

After expressing his sincere gratitude to her, Jack escorted Rachel upstairs. He murmured softly, "It's so lively, but..."

"But what?" She looked up at him, visibly puzzled.

Jack placed the box of deserts on the table and began to hastily unbutton his shirt. Rachel noticed that the man was tall and elegant with a jawline so distinctly cut, that it made him all the more good-looking.

Rachel stared at Jack in a trance and couldn't help but look away. The man, being unaware, lowered his head and took off his watch.

Rachel couldn't conclude as to why he left the sentence unfinished.

She prompted him to complete it. "But what?"

He took off his watch and put it on the table as well. She observed that a thin layer of glistening sweat had just formed on his forehead.

He felt a slightly uncomfortable and yearned to take a shower.

Upon her encouragement, Jack turned his head to her and said with a smile. "We can go to the temple fair at any time in these two days. As for the hot spring, I'd better enjoy it right now without any further delay."

Rachel was wondering why he was being suspiciously enthusiastic about the hot spring.

As soon as she thought of that, she spotted his lips getting curled upwards into an attractive and bewitched smile.

"So, I'm sincerely inviting you to go to the hot spring with me. Would you like to come with me, lady?"

Jack stepped forward and hugged her effortlessly with his masculine hands, whispering mischievously,

"Mrs. Fu, would you like to join me?"

She panicked as soon as he explained his intention unequivocally. Probably not as much as she had panicked while he had molested her, but she could hear various alarm bells ringing in her mind.

She raised her hand to push him away sternly. "Take your shower."

As he understood that he had failed to seduce Rachel this time, a flicker of disappointment flashed through his eyes. He shrugged and asked, "Do you really not want to have a bath with me?"

Rachel rolled her eyes at him as she replied, "No, I'm not interested."

She chose to ignore him like an iron lady! He was being a pervert in her eyes.

Hiding his disappointment, Jack picked up his clothes and went to take a shower.

After he shut the bathroom door behind him, Rachel took out her pajamas. She was going to take a shower as well, just not with him in it.

After the shower, she longed to get a good night's sleep.

As she turned off the lights, Rachel heard someone rustling against the edge of the bed. While she was slowly drifting off to sleep, she was pulled over by an arm from behind.

Rachel felt exhausted but his soft lips fell behind her ear. She was so tired that she let Jack get his way around for a while.

She poked him with her elbow and struggled to get out of his arms like a tortoise.

Sensing the unexpected objection from her, Jack withdrew his arm and whispered, "I won't touch you. You may sleep peacefully.

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