Rachel comforted Andy for a while and didn't ask further questions. A few minutes later, a nurse walked into the ward to check on Bill.
While the nurse talked to Andy, Rachel quietly put down the half-eaten apple and wiped her hands with a tissue. Her stomach was so full that she couldn't eat anything, but she had taken the apple from the old man anyway so as to not seem rude.
When she left the ward, she would take the leftover apple with her.
For now, she turned her eyes to the nurse, who was in the middle of explaining the situation.
After listening for a while, Rachel realized that the nurse wasn't telling them anything she didn't already know. For now, they needed to wait for the patient to wake up.
Since there was nothing of interest to her in what the nurse was saying, she lowered her head and played with the hemline of her beautiful long dress, which had gotten dirty while she was running.
As she flicked the dust off it, she couldn't help but smile in amusement. After all, there was no way to salvage this dress now; she would have to throw it away.
Anyway, it was all for a good deed. She checked her watch and found that it had been twenty minutes since she had talked to Jack on the phone.
The hospital was not far from the villa. The ambulance had arrived in ten minutes, so a normal civilian should be able to arrive in fifteen minutes or so. However, Jack was taking longer than usual.
Biting her lip, Rachel wondered if something had happened to him.
At the villa, Jack was walking through the garden lost in thought.
He had the same sense of foreboding that Rachel was feeling.
Why did something bad happen every time he and Rachel attended a banquet together?
He decided that he wouldn't bring Rachel with him next time, or if he did, he would keep a close eye on her. Only by staying with her all the time could he ensure that she was safe.
He hadn't expected to see Celine at the banquet, especially in such a messy situation.
As he was walking through the garden,
he heard something that sounded like a soft moan from a woman.
He looked at the bushes where the sound was coming from,
disgust evident in his eyes.
'These people are really not picky. They're just doing whatever they want in another person's house,' he thought with disdain as he walked away.
However, he had barely taken a few steps when heard a small scream from the bushes.
This time, he stopped in his tracks and squinted at the bushes to see what was going on. But before he could move closer, he heard some rustling from the grass.
He thought that a couple was having sex hidden in the bushes, so he didn't want to linger here any longer.
He pursed his lips and turned to leave.
But before he could, a beautiful woman suddenly rushed out from the bushes. Her clothes were torn here and there, and there were twigs and leaves stuck in her messy hair.
Her eyes were full of fear and she almost fell as she stumbled forward.
Jack, who hadn't seen her face clearly, stepped aside subconsciously. The woman also took a step back in surprise as she hadn't expected to run into anyone here.
Just then, there was a faint voice cursing from the bushes. Upon hearing this, the woman's face turned pale and she subconsciously glanced at the person in front of her.
It was only when their eyes met that they both froze, stunned.
The man she had been cautious of after unexpectedly running into him was none other than Jack, who was hurriedly leaving the house.
Jack, too, had never expected the woman stumbling out of the bushes to be Celine.
Before he could react, she lifted the hemline of her skirt and fell into his arms.
Every time she felt sad or aggrieved, she would seek comfort in his arms like this.
Jack reflexively supported her with his hands.
Feeling like she had grasped a piece of floating wood in the tumultuous sea, she held his arms tightly and burst out crying.
''Jack...''
At the same time, Jack's hands fell on her slender arms.
Under the dim light of the lamp, they hugged each other. Any third person who was watching the scene would think that they were a couple. However, Jack didn't have time to think about this.
He was much more worried about why Celine was still here, and in this condition, no less.
Celine wrapped her arms around him, and for a moment, Jack couldn't push her away.
There was panic written all over her beautiful face.
It was obvious that something bad had happened to her. His narrow eyes slightly darkened as he prepared for the worst.
The truth was, when Celine had first seen a man in front of her, she had been overcome with fear.
But when she had recognized him as Jack, she felt like God himself had appeared in front of her. Unable to control herself, she threw herself into his arms and began sobbing.
For a while, she thought that it was just an illusion that provided her some comfort and support.
But after embracing him for a few seconds, she finally realized that the man in front of her was real.
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