"I swear if you make Rachel sad, I'll make sure you'll live hell on earth."
At that point, after threatening him, Eric felt like a real man.
Jack ignored him as he looked at his phone. His face darkened even further.
Although the news had just been released two hours ago, the number of hits already exceeded a hundred million.
Now that Eric had seen it, Rachel must've already known about this.
A shot of anxiety coursed through his veins. "Where is she?"
Eric shot him a glare and left.
After what Jack had done to her, the least he could do was stay far away from Rachel as possible. There was no way Eric could tell him where she was. Then again, it wasn't as if Eric had contacted her yet.
Wiping his face of any signs of anxiety and exhaustion, Jack tried to run after him.
Celine shouted to stop him. "Jack, where are you going? Are you going to leave me alone?" "I have something to attend to. Someone will get to you later."
Knowing that she wouldn't be able to convince him like this, Celine screamed in pain. She writhed under her bed covers as her eyes rolled up. "Jack, it hurts so much! Get a doctor here, please."
Rachel felt like she had slept for the whole day.
However, her condition wasn't getting any better. Her head pounded even heavier. As the back of her hand touched her forehead, she could feel the burning heat. It seemed that she had gotten a fever after staying up all night.
As soon as Eric came out of the hospital, he went straight to her house. However, when he reached the door, he realized that he didn't bring his keys.
It was already approaching sunset when he came back once again, this time, with the keys in his hand.
When he opened the door, he scanned the living room before shouting, "Are you home? Rachel?"
He shouted for several times like a banshee screaming for his lunch.
Rubbing her temples, Rachel walked down the stairs and looked down, irritated by all the ruckus he was causing. "Why are you shouting? Didn't you go to work today?" Eric breathed a sigh of relief once he heard her voice.
Along the way, he tried calling her multiple times, but all his calls failed to reach her. At that time, different thoughts soared through his mind. He had thought that she was hurting herself or thinking of jumping off a building.
Although, back then, he never thought that Rachel would do those things, people always said that love made fools out of everyone—even someone as sensible as Rachel.
Eric's stiffened posture finally relaxed. However, when he noticed how flushed her face was, he immediately ran towards her.
"Why is your face so red?" he demanded. "Are you not feeling well?"
He touched her forehead only to withdraw his hand almost immediately. She was burning up!
"I'm fine. I'll take some antibiotics later."
Right now, all she wanted to be was alone. "You can go back if you don't have anything else to say."
"I came to see you."
Eric sighed, agitated by her indifference. "Do you know he's taking care of Celine at the hospital? He doesn't even care about your health!"
She flinched at the similarity of the story. This had happened before.
When Jack had left her at the gate of the hotel because of Celine, the cold wind had blown against her frail body for a long time that she had gotten a fever.
Back then, although she was furious, she had no other feelings towards him.
Now, she felt even more devastated.
The more he waited, the more agitated he became. He took her hand. "I'll take you to the hospital," he said firmly.
Rachel withdrew her hand. "No. It's best that you go back now."
If his heart still belonged to Celine, then she wouldn't bother with him anymore.
There was no way she was going to beg for his love.
Jack couldn't leave the hospital. Even if he tried stepping out of the ward, Celine would cry out in pain.
Although he knew that it was all part of her plan, he just couldn't leave her like this.
"Doctor, what's going on? Why is she feeling bursts of pain?"
"Well..." The doctor glanced at Celine. "Some patients will have severe reactions after the operation. The painkiller that could help alleviate that might also not be good for her recovery."
Jack frowned. "Then don't use it."
The doctor didn't dare stay any longer as he left the ward.
Actually, the pain had nothing to do with the operation. She simply pinched the wound herself.
When he checked the wound right now, it was already swollen, and he spotted some nail marks all over the surface.
Jack poured her a glass of water. "I'll ask the nurse to come back."
Before he could head his way, the door was slammed open. The frames on the wall shook from the impact.
Baron stomped into the room and snorted in disgust. "Celine!" he roared. "You fucking bitch! Even when you're dying, you still have the nerve to cheat on me?"
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