Rachel's eyes looked sore. She turned her head to one side clumsily. "I got goose bumps all over," she complained.
"Really?" Jack asked with a laugh.
"Yeah!" Rachel replied in a tone of contempt. One corner of her lips rose up involuntarily.
Jack smiled silently when he saw this. "Well, I was saying the truth."
"Don't say that to me again!"
"I will say something like that in the future more often."
Jack's words made Rachel burst into a loud laughter. "Come on! Are you the same Jack I used to know? You are acting like a teenager now!"
He raised a hand to touch the tip of his nose as he bent his upper body forward sulkily. "Don't you know that it took me a very long time to finally have the courage to express such a confession?"
"I know," Rachel said in a soft voice. She was surprised to hear the actual words even though she had expected it. She bit her lower lip and took a deep breath. Jack raised one of his eyebrows that gave him an inquisitive look. "What do you know?"
She slightly lowered her head and looked serious. There was a slight blush of red on her cheeks and ears. "I know what you meant by what you said just now."
Her sweet and awkward look made him feel crazy.
He wasn't able to stop himself from giving her a passionate kiss.
Rachel flailed her hands randomly. She was so surprised by what Jack did that she wanted to stand up and stamp her feet in protest.
But she felt amused and didn't have it in her to stop him.
Before they could spend more time on the kiss, someone suddenly knocked on the door and interrupted them.
There was a lingering smile on Jack's face when he opened the door. There was a strange yet beautiful woman at the door, and he had never seen her before. The woman tried to peek inside but hesitated. "Excuse me, is Rachel here by any chance? I am one of her colleagues."
But before Jack could answer, he heard Rachel's surprised voice from behind him. "Vicky?"
Jack stepped aside to let Vicky see the inside a lot better. She saw Rachel sitting on a wheelchair. She smiled and replied, "Yes, it's me, Rachel."
Steaming mist rose slowly from the tea cup in Jack's hand as he watched the two women.
Some tea crumbs floated in the cup in his hand. Jack took the cup with him as he walked towards a tall table. He jokingly cursed himself for getting demoted to a tea maker from being a boss.
He then handed the tea cup to the guest.
It was only one cup of tea that Jack made for the guest since Rachel still couldn't see.
Vicky accepted the cup and thanked Jack politely. She then stared at him silently for a while.
Even though she'd never met Jack before, she had seen him a few times on TV and magazines.
And seeing him with Rachel as a host to her visit made her feel odd, but it also made her feel sure that he was indeed Jack.
Nevertheless, the problem with Rachel's eyes intrigued her so much. The last time that Vicky visited Rachel, she was still in a coma.
She then woke up from that coma before she had a chance to visit her again.
And she never heard that there was anything wrong with Rachel's eyes during her last visit.
Rachel chatted with Vicky about the situation of the village and their colleagues.
But Rachel sensed that Vicky wanted to tell her something, but was obviously hesitating.
She thought about it for a while, and a sense of understanding came over her.
She then turned her head to where she remembered Jack was before based on the sound of his footsteps earlier.
She was not sure exactly where Jack was, whether he was standing or sitting somewhere nearby.
But since she lost her sight, she was able to hear things more clearly as her hearing became more sensitive. She focused on the faint sounds and heard the sound of paper being turned from behind her.
Rachel immediately guessed that Jack must be sitting behind her. When he noticed that she seemed to be looking for him, he stood up and approached her.
"What is it?"
Rachel balled her hand and raised it to her lips before she cleared her throat a little. "Jack, can you leave us for a while? We have something to talk about." Jack's eyes immediately look puzzled. He wondered what topic could they possibly talk about that he could not hear.
But he decided not to make a fuss of it and didn't ask anymore. He nodded silently, took some of his things with him and then walked out. "Call me if you need anything."
"Okay. I will," Rachel replied.
His face looked agreeable when he heard Rachel's words.
Unknown to both, Vicky closely observed them in secret. She was pleasantly surprised to find out that they were not distant to each other as it was described by some stories.
'Rumors are never reliable,' she thought to herself.
After Jack has left, Vicky turned and teased Rachel. "I never expected the president of a big company like Mr. Fu to be a slave to his wife."
Rachel looked confused after she heard Vicky's comment. "What made you say that he is a slave to me?"
But Vicky was only teasing her. She couldn't frankly say that she was amused to see that Jack was so obedient to Rachel.
And since she and Rachel weren't really that close to each other, she felt embarrassed with what she said to Rachel about Jack being her slave.
"Well, you seem to get along very well with each other," she complemented Rachel.
Rachel curled her lips a little bit.
Vicky smiled at her own joke and then went straight to the point. "So, what happened with your eyes?"
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