My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 241

Eric huffed in anger. If he had known that Jack would do this to him, he wouldn't have been so arrogant.

Rachel, of course, had heard the noise and suspected that Eric wasn't alone.

But since there had been no response from the other end of the line for a while, she didn't know whether to wait or hang up.

As Jack walked away from the guest room, he cast a scornful glance at the door.

When he reached a quiet place, he finally put the phone to his ear and nervously whispered, "Hey. It's me."

Rachel froze for a moment. The man she had been waiting for had finally contacted her.

She took a deep breath and asked indifferently, "Why are you there?"

"I couldn't find you anywhere." Jack sounded upset. "My calls weren't going through to you, and you didn't reply to any of my messages."

Rachel had a retort on the tip of her tongue, but, suddenly remembering that she had blocked Jack's number a while ago, she swallowed her words.

"Well? Do you have anything to say to me?" she asked, changing the topic.

"Where are you going?"

Jack asked in a low voice. He sounded a little pathetic, as if he was being bullied.

However, Rachel didn't buy his act at all. "Have you settled the matter concerning Celine?" she asked directly.

"Yes, I have," Jack replied in a hoarse voice. It seemed that he didn't even dare to speak at a normal volume.

Rachel laughed derisively. "You can't even talk to me confidently?"

By now, she knew him well. If he spoke to her in a pitiful or flattering tone, it meant that he either felt guilty about something or wanted something from her.

Rachel couldn't afford to let him get away with it like she usually did, so she said lightly, "What I said that day wasn't a joke. Don't try to coax your way out of this, Jack."

She knew for a fact that this was not Jack's usual demeanor. He was just intentionally repressing his temper and putting on a pitiful facade to get her sympathy.

In the beginning, they had cooperated with each other in a harmonious way. As a result, both of them had been satisfied with each other. So whenever Jack approached her in this way, Rachel would accept it happily.

But there was no need for such pretenses now.

Not everything could be solved by just joking around.

So far, she hadn't cared about the four-year relationship between Jack and Celine because until recently, she had had nothing to do with Jack, except for being his wife on paper.

And ever since they had developed feelings for each other, she had just trusted Jack's words that he had completely broken up with Celine.

It wasn't until she found out about the incident at the police station that night that she had realized the truth. There was something was wrong with her relationship with Jack.

That night, she had waited for him at the hospital for such a long time only to find out that he had gone to the police station.

Then, she had immediately rushed to the police station, filled with worry.

So when she had arrived and seen him with Celine, she had felt like she had been slapped in the face.

He had left her at the hospital and completely forgotten about her just because he had been accompanying Celine.

Rachel didn't know if she was being too sentimental or overreacting, but she didn't care. With a sigh, she added, "I really don't want to listen to your explanations."

Jack's voice finally returned to normal as he said, "But I don't want to explain now."

"Then what do you want?"

Rachel didn't want to discuss this while she was in public, so she hurriedly added, "Let's talk about it later. I have to go to the security check now."

"Where are you going?"

"I have to attend a conference in the neighboring province."

"Okay. When you come back, we..." Jack paused and licked his dry lips, realizing that what he had been about to say might sound inappropriate. Instead, he said, "I will sort it out before you come back."

'Sort it out? How?' Rachel wondered bitterly.

As long as he could not let Celine go, this problem would never be solved.

Rachel couldn't bear to have a husband who would get up and go to another woman in the midnight. The only solution was for him to forget Celine completely.

No, there was another solution too—they could get a divorce.

In the end, she just said, "I'm running out of time. I have to hang up now."

"Okay, take care."

"I will."

Upon hearing the click of the call ending, Jack's face darkened. He clenched his fist and punched the wall hard.

Meanwhile, Eric stomped around in the guest room, angry that he had been rudely woken up with ice cubes.

As if that wasn't enough, that insane man, Jack, had stolen his phone and locked him inside the room.

Eric was cursing him for the fiftieth time when Jack finally unlocked the door and walked in.

"Hey! Why did you..." Eric stood up and began,