My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 339

The single bed that he had moved to the master bedroom was pushed back into the study at Rachel's insistence. Because of this, Jack had to sleep in the study for the next few days.

For several nights, he tried to sneak back into Rachel's room, only to find that she had already locked the door.

However, when he tried to open the door this time around, it was unlocked. When he pushed it open, he could see Rachel changing into her pajamas. Her loud shriek shocked him out of his reverie, and he immediately closed the door.

Rachel's face turned bright red. "Don't you know how to knock?" she shouted as her glare darkened.

He didn't expect that he would catch her naked. "I'll pay attention next time," he promised. "Are you decent now?"

"You can come in."

Glancing at the thick pajamas she was wearing, he resisted the urge to groan. 'Why not wear some thin nightgown?' However, he didn't dare to express his thought.

Rachel crossed her arms over her chest, feeling uncomfortable at the way that he stared at her. "Why are you looking for me?" she snapped.

Although the two of them had already seen each other naked, it was still embarrassing for her, especially since she wasn't ready to accept him yet.

His mouth twitched. "I cooked noodles."

"Oh, I've already eaten." Her voice lowered guiltily.

When she saw that Jack's face had darkened immensely, she protested weakly, "I didn't know that we're supposed eat together."

Before she could finish her words, he slammed the door to her bedroom and stomped into the kitchen. Without missing a beat, he poured the two bowls of noodles into the trash can and stalked out of the apartment.

He didn't expect for her to act so coldly towards him. Jack had been there for her from day till night.

For her to assume that they would eat on their own was ridiculous.

Were all his efforts done in vain?

When Michael had been dragged out of the house to drink, he didn't need to question Jack to know what had happened. He chuckled. "Who knew that you would have such a fragile heart?" he teased. "What do you mean?" Jack gritted his teeth, looking like a spoiled kid who didn't get his Christmas present.

At the look of his face, Michael couldn't help himself. He spat the wine he had been drinking and burst into laughter. However, he immediately froze when the wine he had spat out sprayed all over Jack's face.

'Shit!'

He didn't dare laugh. Instead, he grabbed a bag of tissues from the counter and offered it to him. "I couldn't help it. Sorry," Michael murmured, but even then, he still couldn't hide the smile playing on his lips.

"Could you be anymore disgusting?" Jack clenched his jaw and shot him a glare. He stood up and went to the bathroom to clean up, but when he came out, he saw that Michael was slamming his fists against the counter. The man let out a choked laugh as he downed his glass of wine.

"What's so funny?" he asked coldly.

"You're the CEO of MK Group, and you feel gutted just because Rachel didn't come back to have dinner with you? Isn't that ironic?" Michael tried his best to straighten his back as he patted his friend on the shoulder. "You've made a big deal out of it. You aren't even together at this stage. Before Rachel agrees to date you, she's independent, and right now, it's best that you don't overreact." Jack picked up a glass and gulped it all down, thinking about what his friend had just told him.

These days, he seemed to have become even more anxious as to what she did and where she went. A part of him was still anxious and fearful that she'd leave him again. He sighed, ordering another glass. This time, he wasn't willing to let her go that easily.

The next day, Rachel got up right on time. She yawned as her eyes adjusted to the sunlight that had streamed from her windows. When she opened the door, a body fell onto her feet.

She stumbled a few steps back, startled at the sudden appearance. Her lips twitched into a frown.

She bent down and patted Jack's cheek. "Why are you here? Didn't you go back to your room?" she asked.

"Huh?"

Jack slowly stirred. When he opened his eyes and stared into her curious gaze, memories of last night rushed back to him like a tidal wave.

It seemed that he had drunk too much with Michael last night. When he came back, he initially wanted to apologize, but when he found that the door was locked, he squatted at the doorway. Due to the immense amount of alcohol in his system, he must've fallen asleep.

He staggered up, dusting his pants. "Are you still angry?" he whispered.

"Why would I be angry?"

"Rachel Shen."

She froze. It had been a long time since Jack had called out her name so seriously.

Subconsciously, she looked up.

He was leaning more and more towards her, and his eyes were glazed over with an indescribable emotion. "What are you doing?" She tried to push him away, but it was to no avail.

Rachel licked her lips tentatively, not knowing what effect it brought on the man in front of her.

Not being able to help himself anymore, he held her cheek and lowered his head again. His lips brushed against hers. The kiss was nowhere near gentle. Instead, it was urgent and fierce, as if the person had been craving it for so long.

It took a while for Rachel to realize what was happening.

Emotion rolled out of his gaze as he pressed her hands down and bounded her body into his arms.

Unable to struggle, she found herself suffocated by his kiss.