My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 319

With a sigh, Rachel turned off the lights in the living room and entered the study.

Knock! Knock!

'Is Lucas here?'

Rachel immediately walked to the door only to see Eric standing outside. She felt a little disappointed. "Why are you here?"

"I'm not welcomed?"

Eric raised the gift bag in his hand and shook it in front of her face. "I'm here for a free meal, plus I got you a gift."

Reminded by this, Rachel suddenly realized that she had forgotten about dinner. "I didn't cook anything for tonight," she murmured.

"Then what do you want to eat?"

Eric stared at her carefully. If there was something he knew about Rachel, it was that she always had a great attention to detail. She always insisted on eating on time or else her stomach would have problems.

He glanced at his watch. It was almost 8 p.m.

Before he came here, he had been afraid that he couldn't make it for dinner. He didn't expect that she didn't cook anything up.

It seemed that Jack was right. Something was really wrong with her.

If she was alone, Rachel would've missed dinner and gone to bed. Now that Eric was here, she made two simple dishes and a bowl of soup with the ingredients left in her fridge.

It took her about half an hour.

Once she called for him, Eric placed the remote onto the couch and went to the dining area. He took a bowl and a pair of chopsticks from Rachel before sitting down. "You seem sad," he noted.

"Do I?" Rachel didn't bother saying anything more. "Hurry up. I still have to read."

Eric placed a piece of fish in Rachel's bowl. "What book are you reading? Do you have an exam?"

"Do you only read books if there's a test?" Rachel snorted.

Although she wasn't much of a talkative person, she would be more introverted if she wasn't in the mood.

"Then why would you read so much that you'd forget about dinner? You look like you need someone to talk to," Eric said. He didn't really know how to get her to talk to him. Placing her chopsticks back onto the table, her head snapped towards him. "What are you trying to say?"

"Look, I just care for you." Eric frowned.

"Let's just eat."

Hearing this, Eric had no other choice but to hold back. He could talk about it after dinner.

However, as soon as he was finished eating, Rachel didn't waste any time as she pulled his arm and dragged him out of the door.

The door shut in front of him. Eric tried knocking, but it was to no avail. "Rachel!" he called out. "My stuff's still inside."

The door opened with a small crack, and his phone and car keys were shoved out.

Staring at the closed door with irritation, Eric couldn't help but think, 'She must really be in a bad mood.'

When she was in a bad mood, Rachel always preferred to stay alone. Unfortunately, Eric couldn't take a hint.

That was why she had driven him out directly.

After cleaning up, Rachel wiped her hands. She was about to go back to the study when she caught a glimpse of the gift bag sitting on the tea table. She had recalled that Eric planned to give her something.

Out of curiosity, she peered inside the gift box to see a necklace lying exquisitely in the box. It was a Bvlgari necklace with and 18K gold chain and embedded pearls. If she remembered correctly, the necklace must've cost more than 10,000 dollars.

'When did he get so rich?'

Thinking of asking him some other time, Rachel was about to stuff it away when she saw a card lying at the bottom of the box. When she glanced at it, her smile froze.

"Celine, I hope you'll like it," it said with Jack's signature.

She sneered. It seemed that this was Jack's. Only he could be so generous as to give a woman something this expensive.

But since it was for Celine, why would Eric give it to her?

Before she went to work the next day, Rachel placed the box into her bag and took it to the hospital. She planned to ask Eric to come over to take it back.

What she didn't expect was to see the necklace's owner while she was working.

Celine was wearing a white dress with an expensive bag around her arm. The bag was created by one of the most well-known designers. In fact, only a few people had that bag.

She slowly pushed the door open and took off her sunglasses. "Rachel, are you busy now?"

"Just say it," Rachel snapped. She couldn't stand the woman's sarcastic voice.

Celine pulled out a chair and took a sit. "Since you said so, I'll get straight to the point. I came here to ask you to give me back my thing.

You should've gotten my necklace right? There must've been a mishap. It was given to me by Jack."