My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 350

"Oh? That's so unlike her. Did Rachel ask for a leave of absence for something?" asked the director.

Mindy shook her head. "I don't know. She didn't tell me."

Meanwhile, Rachel was driving to the hospital where Jack was. She sneezed twice in a row while talking to Jack over the phone. "Where are you?" he asked

"I'm almost there."

Rachel finally realized Jack's propensity for clinginess. He stayed in the hospital for two days on account of his fever. She couldn't believe how she had to file for a leave of absence to fetch a fully grown man from the hospital and bring him home.

She shook her head. 'He really is shameless.'

When she arrived at the ward, Jack had already prepared everything and was waiting for her.

Rachel took a deep breath and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Go home first. I need to go to the company then."

Hearing this answer, Rachel remembered passing by a man at the door. She frowned and asked, "Why didn't you ask Austin drive you home, then?"

Jack smiled and replied, "I don't want him."

"Why not?"

"I only pay Austin only one salary, which is for functioning as my secretary. I don't pay him to act as my personal assistant and to take care of me. It would be unfair to make him do something that's outside of his job description."

Rachel couldn't help but roll her eyes.

She stretched out her hand toward Jack, palm upturned. "What about my salary?"

"Don't worry, I will give it to you." Jack patted Rachel on the palm, and suddenly something was on it. When she saw car keys, she asked, "So this is all I get?"

At this time, a nurse appeared at the door of the hospital room with a patient's guardian. She pointed inside and said, "The patient can stay in this room. Please head to the nurse station later to go through admission procedures."

After she finished speaking, she started in surprise at the sight of two people still in the room. "Mr. Fu, you haven't packed up yet?" "We're about to leave," Jack replied with a nod toward the nurse.

Rachel slid behind the wheel and punched in the address into the GPS. Just as she was about to start the car, Jack changed the address on the navigation system.

She thought for a few seconds and asked, "You don't live in the villa you used to live in anymore?"

Jack adjusted the back of the chair and leaned back. "I sold it."

The property had already been listed for sale a long time ago. As for the reason, he looked at the puzzled expression in her eyes and smiled faintly. "This house is better than that villa. You will definitely like it."

Rachel looked at him in astonishment. "Why would it matter whether I like your house or not?"

The house was located on the edge of a lake in the western part of the city, in an area with good environment. The decoration of the house was a departure from his usual style. Under the dim yellow light, the house looked warm and cozy.

Was the house really his?

Her eyes clearly showed what she was thinking. Jack raised his hand and patted her head. With a smile on his face, he walked over to a window and pulled open the gauze curtain. "In fact, the hospital you work in is very close by. Didn't you notice?"

"Did you move to make it more convenient for you to find me?" Rachel stepped toward Jack, a sly look in her eyes.

Jack was infatuated with her. Rachel had never seen him look at her like this. He gently slipped his arms around her from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder. Then, he said in a deep voice, "No."

She turned her head and pretended to be disappointed. "Looks like I'm flattering myself."

A smile tiled up a corner of his lips. "No, it's for you, but not for that reason."

"Then..." Before she could figure it out, Jack turned her to face him.

For a loaded moment, their eyes met.

Jack gently stroked her lips with his fingertips. He sighed, "We didn't have good memories in that villa. Why should I keep it?"

Memories?

Frowning slightly, Rachel racked her brains for recollection. Suddenly, she blushed. She raised her hand and hit Jack's chest.

She had already forgotten about that. If he hadn't mentioned it all of a sudden, she wouldn't have remembered it.

Even so, she was surprised and moved at how Jack seemed to have attached great importance to their relationship. Before he could react, she stood on tiptoe and gently kissed him on the lips.

Staring up at Jack's twinkling, teasing eyes, she suddenly realized what she had just done. She covered her mouth with her hands and looked up at him with a playful glint in her eyes. Then, she quickly walked to the door, picked up the luggage, and fled to the bedroom. "I'll help you put your things in your room."

Jack followed her and leaned against the door. He watched Rachel, and the gentle expression in his eyes gradually bled out to be replaced by something more intense.

The bay windows let in a gentle breeze. The bed was decked in floral-print bed linens, fresh curtains, and a snow-white fur blanket, on which dozens of dolls were neatly placed.

On the dressing table were skin care products, cosmetics, and all things that women might need.

Feeling oddly derailed, Rachel stopped and slowly turned her head to ask him, "Am I in the wrong room?"

"No." With a meaningful smile, he strode to the dressing table, picked up a bottle and looked at it. "If my memory serves me right, this is the brand that you use, isn't it?"

"Yes. Are they for me?" Rachel asked with a tentative note in her voice.