My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 323

"Jack's not in a hurry. He's still enjoying the single life," Tracy quickly replied to her friend's message.

"Check this document, and send it back to me immediately."

After receiving the task from her superior, Celine nodded helplessly.

In the past two days, she had busied herself with trying to contact Jack, but every time her phone call was connected, he would simply hang up. Now, she was already thinking if she should wait by the entrance of his company once her shift was over.

It seemed that it was the only way she could get his attention.

Before she could think any more, her phone vibrated, snapping her out of her thoughts. Furrowing her eyebrows, she answered, "Hello, Aunt Tracy."

"Celine, are you free? I need to get my dress changed at the mall."

"I'll go with you."

Immediately forgetting the task that her superior had assigned to her, Celine got off work early and said her farewell to her colleagues.

One of her colleagues pulled her hand. "What are you going to do with the document?"

"It can be done tomorrow." Now, there was nothing more important than shopping with her future mother-in-law.

"But our superior asked you to—"

"He always says that, but he forgets it by the end of the day," Celine quickly interrupted, growing impatient with her colleague's inputs. Right now, her priority was Tracy.

Besides, if she really did marry Jack, it wasn't as if she would need this job anyway. Celine was simply considering the bigger picture.

In the shopping mall, Celine and Tracy strutted in and out of different clothing stores to buy some more suitable clothes.

Tracy tried on a khaki cashmere coat. She stepped out of the fitting room and stared at the mirror expectantly. "How about this one?"

"I don't think it matches you," Celine stated, peering at the fabric she had chosen.

"I agree." Tracy handed the coat to the saleswoman.

Celine sighed in relief. "You know, I didn't expect that we'd share the same sense of fashion." The older woman smiled in satisfaction.

"I'm getting better and better at discerning, but I'm still not as experienced as you."

Tracy laughed.

If there was something Celine was good at, it was flattering people.

They had bought several bags by the end of the day.

The older woman glanced at her watch. "How about this? I'll have Jack send you back later on.

"Okay."

Celine tried not to get too ecstatic at the thought of Jack sending her home. Instead, she tried to stop her hands from fidgeting as she meekly nodded her head.

Jack had just come out of the company when he received a call from his mother. Seeing as the mall wasn't that far away, he turned at the corner and looked for her.

Just as he was about to call her, he saw both Tracy and Celine coming out of the mall with many shopping bags.

Without another thought, he quickly texted his mother that he had some other things he needed to deal with first before heading off the other way.

"Rachel, where are you?" Lea whined, acting like a spoiled child.

Rachel closed the trunk of the taxi. "I just got off the plane. I'll take the taxi now, okay? Let's talk about it later."

As soon as Rachel had arrived at the hospital, she received a call from Lea. When she answered the phone, she heard nothing but sobs and sniffles from the other end of the line.

"What's wrong? Did you and Henry got into a fight? What happened?"

Finally, her best friend burst into another round of tears. "I fell down the stairs and hurt my spine," she sobbed out. "I had so many stitches and...and..."

"Wait! When did you fall?"

"A few days ago."

She didn't even waste any time as Rachel quickly asked her director to give her two days leave to visit her friend.

However, as soon as she arrived, she was confused as to whether Lea really fell or if Henry was the one who was hurt.

Her friend was lying in the bed and staring at her iPad. On the other hand, Henry was sitting on the sofa by the window, looking incredibly haggard. There were shadows etched on the bottom of his eyes, and he looked like he could fall over at any moment.

She cautiously walked over.