My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 278

In the end, the two men were taken out of the place. Seeing this, their wives hurried after them in panic.

It wasn't until they were out of sight that Jonathan finally saw Rachel standing by the door. Her glassy eyes stared at him in a daze. She was still trying to process what the other men were saying.

With a tinge of panic written all over his face, Jonathan walked up to her and squatted down. "You're awake," he noted.

She quickly avoided his outstretched hand as if it had been drenched in poison.

Although she was still young, she understood what the men were trying to say.

Jonathan blinked in astonishment at the sight of her flinching under his touch.

He tried to smile. "What's wrong?

Did you hear their nonsense?" This time, his voice sounded much farther away. Rachel squinted her eyes as she tried to follow the sound of the voice.

"Rachel!" Jack finally shook her out of her dream. When Rachel finally opened her eyes, she could feel tears sliding down her cheeks. At that point, she looked like a child who had been bullied as her innocent and confused gaze turned to him.

"What's wrong?

Did you have a nightmare?"

"I don't know," she stuttered out. Her voice was hoarse.

Jack's thumb slid down her face, wiping away the tears. "You were crying."

"Was I?" Embarrassed, she wiped her face.

Rachel turned around and buried her head in his arms. She focused on his heartbeat, trying to calm herself. She looked like a puppy trying to seek some shelter.

Jack wrapped his arms around her.

He rubbed his chin against Rachel's soft hair and patted her on the back. It was as if he was comforting a child.

He didn't ask about her nightmare, wanting nothing more but for her to relax and go back to sleep. There was no need for her to relieve those awful thoughts.

Rachel sighed softly, resting in his arms for a while. It took a few more seconds before she finally fell asleep. When she woke up, they were still in the same position. The sound of Jack's slow heartbeat sounded in her ears, and she snuggled closer against his touch.

Jack woke up at her movement. He kissed her on the forehead, muttered sweet words, before closing his eyes again.

They were warm against each other's arms. With a smile, Rachel raised her head and kissed him on the cheek.

She saw just how much Jack had changed in the few weeks.

Back then, she still wasn't sure as to whether she should trust him or not. Now, she was certain that she would live her entire life with him.

Although she had already woken up, she still didn't want to part from his warm arms. Without another word, she leaned against his chest and slept just for a while as she tried to cherish his hold.

However, even if she did felt at peace, she couldn't help but think of the dream she just had. He said her parents' death was caused by the Fu family.

At the thought, she shook her head and forced the thoughts away.

The Fu family had already helped her a lot during these past few years. In fact, at this point she was certain that they were good people.

She knew them enough to say that.

Besides, at this point, she couldn't even differentiate her dreams from memories. It wouldn't be good to assume given her condition.

They stayed in bed for a long time before Jack finally woke up.

"Help me shave my beard?" he whispered, knowing that she was awake.

She nodded, and they got out of bed. It was the first time that Rachel had done such a thing.

She held Jack's head carefully, not knowing where to start.

Her hands shook under his gaze.

Jack didn't seem fazed as he smiled at her. "Don't worry."

Rachel giggled, frowning. "So, where do I start?"

"Start along my chin first and then..."

He told her what to do like a teacher instructing his student.

Jack wasn't the slightest bit uncomfortable as he sat on the stool. He raised his chin high enough and stayed that way, just so Rachel didn't have to move around a lot. Sweat beaded down her forehead as Rachel followed his words. She was afraid that she'd mess up.

Once she was done, Jack wiped the remaining foam around the sides of his face as Rachel sighed. "You know, it's really not that easy," she said.

A smile slid into his lips. "You have to practice more."

Rachel pretended that she didn't get his point. She peered at the side of the mirror and touched her chin. "Why is that? I don't have a beard."

Jack snorted, flicking her some water.

She screamed. "I helped you shave your beard, and this is how you treat me," she protested.

Jack rubbed his smooth jaw thoughtfully. "You're right."

"Ass!" she cursed.

With a cunning look flashing in his eyes, he smirked. "It's all my fault. Tell me, how can I pay you back?"

Like a silly rabbit, she found herself jumping into his trap. "I'll think about it."

He grinned wider. "You should like it."

Rachel furrowed her eyebrows. She was about to ask him what he meant when he pressed his lips against hers.