My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 360

Blue veins bulged at the back of Jack's hands as his grip on the steering wheel tightened. His bloodthirsty red eyes complemented his furious facial expression. It was like he was about to explode at any moment.

When the car stopped at the entrance of the community, he said coldly, "You can now explain that photo to me. What have you been doing in these two days?"

"I went to see Bill." Rachel tried to grab his hand, but he shook her off.

He then asked in a low voice, "Why did you have to see him?"

She pursed her lips first before she answered, "Andy has Alzheimer's disease, and I helped Bill take him to the hospital that day. When we were in the hospital, he wouldn't want to be alone, so he held our hands and talked to us for a long time."

Jack sneered. "Did he need to hold both your and Bill's hands?"

"He just held our hands, but he didn't mean anything else. Jack, I decided not to tell you about it because I was worried that you would overthink things. But then I realized you deserve to know the truth. I am now willing to tell you everything in detail, but I hope that you won't misunderstand me."

She knew it wasn't right to hide the truth from him.

"You're worried that I will think too much?" Jack asked.

His deep-set black eyes looked straight into her eyes and he added, "Rachel, is it really because you don't want me to think too much, or do you just see me as a narrow-minded person?"

He made such a pointed remark that

she couldn't find a way to refute. She fell silent for a while. However, her silence made him more furious. He banged the steering wheel and said, "You told me from the very start that we should trust each other.

What happened this time?"

He alighted from the car and opened the door of the passenger seat. In a firm and cold voice, he said, "Get out!"

She had many things to say, but Jack didn't give her a chance anymore. He pulled her out of the car and gave her a coat. All she could do was stand there and watch him drive away.

When Jack's questioning words hit her, all the explanations she had prepared had gone to waste. She wasn't able to say even a single word to defend herself.

After all, he didn't say anything wrong. It was true that she didn't trust him on this matter.

The sky was gradually turning white outside. Rachel was still sitting on the sofa, staring at the door unblinkingly. She was waiting for Jack to come back. But until the alarm clock rang, which was an indicator that she had to get up and prepare for work, there was still no sign of him.

She hadn't gotten a wink of sleep the whole night, so she felt a throbbing headache. Before leaving the living room, she tried to call his number only to find out that his phone was off. Her lips curved into a bitter smile. Was it his turn to block her phone number?

Rachel decided not to go to the hospital today. Instead, she continued to call Jack, hoping that he would answer. When she failed, she called some of his close friends to ask if he was with them. Unfortunately, he never contacted any of them either.

After ending her last call, she picked up her car keys and immediately drove to MK Group. It was her last resort.

The security guard at the entrance stared at Rachel with creased brows. She hadn't changed her dress yet, and her hair was messy. She didn't get the chance to remove her makeup last night, and it also looked a little disheveled now. The more he looked at her, the more he felt that she was going to make trouble. So, he stretched out his electric baton to block her as he said expressionlessly, "I'm sorry miss, we don't allow irrelevant people to enter the company.'1

"I'm looking for Jack Fu," she answered calmly.

Since she rushed to the company in a hurry, she didn't check how she looked.

Now that she could see her reflection at the glass door, she was also shocked. She lowered her head and casually combed her hair with her fingers. Trying to sound more polite, she said, "I'm his girlfriend."

The security guard raised an eyebrow.

Obviously, he didn't believe her. He stared at her strangely for a long time, then shook his head. "I haven't heard that Mr. Fu has a girlfriend. You'd better leave now. The employees will be arriving soon to start their work. Don't stand there and block their way."

A hint of embarrassment surfaced on her face. She had no choice but to move away. She wanted to explain more to the security guard, but without Jack's presence, she would find it hard to convince him. At this moment, she felt like a drowning person who wanted to grab the paddleboard to survive but couldn't reach it.

Meanwhile, as soon as Austin entered Jack's office, he was welcomed by several empty wine bottles on the floor. The office that had always been clean and tidy now looked messy. Thinking that he came to the wrong office, he went out again. But when he raised his head to check, the words "CEO's Office" hanging on the door met his eyes. He then came back in.

A pungent smell of alcohol filled the air inside the office. He hurriedly opened the window to disperse the odor, and when he turned around, he saw Jack lying unconscious on the floor.

"Mr. Fu, are you okay?

Mr. Fu, wake up."

Austin shook him gently while calling his name, but Jack didn't even move his eyelids. He panicked and muttered to himself, "Is he poisoned by alcohol? I have to call an ambulance."

When he was about to call 911, a hand grabbed his phone. Jack sat up and said lightly, "You are overreacting."

He then raised his hand, pinched his glabella, and asked, "What time is it now?"

"It's already ten o'clock, Mr. Fu," Austin answered. "Why did you drink so much alone?" Still stunned, he started picking up the bottles and threw them into the trash can.

Upon realizing that he had asked too many questions already, he said after tidying up the room, "Mr. Fu, have a rest first. I'll just come back later for your schedules today." But when he turned to left, Jack suddenly spoke up. "Austin, does your girlfriend hide something from you?"

Austin didn't expect to hear such a question, so he froze for a few seconds. When he came back to his senses, he responded, "Mr. Fu, I don't have a girlfriend yet."