The next morning, Rachel woke up the same time as usual, although she didn't sleep well last night because of another dream. In her dream, she was in the amusement park with her parents, playing and enjoying the rides. She didn't have to think about anything else but just laugh and have fun.
Her father had always said that she was the most beautiful when she smiled.
Also, her mother had always loved seeing her happy.
As a child, she had lived a carefree life full of love.
Rachel wished she could live in that dream forever and never wake up again. But that couldn't be possible. She had to face the harsh reality of life. She slowly sat up on the bed, feeling dizzy maybe because she hadn't eaten anything last night.
She closed her eyes again and rested for a while. When she opened them again, she felt much better.
She slowly put on her slippers and got out of the room. She intended to go to the kitchen to fill her empty stomach. When she passed by Jack's bedroom, she saw that the door was still open, and the quilt was still neatly laid on the bed.
It seemed that he didn't come back last night.
She couldn't help frowning as she tried to recall Jack's expression when she left him at the restaurant last night. But no matter how she racked her brain, she couldn't remember how he'd looked.
Julie came upstairs with a tray of nutritious breakfast in her hands. As soon as she saw Rachel outside the room, she asked in surprise, "Miss, why did you get up so early today?"
Every time she went upstairs, Rachel was already awake but still lying in bed.
"I can't go back to sleep anymore." Rachel pursed her lips. "Julie, didn't Jack come home last night?"
Julie looked at the direction of Jack's bedroom and nodded. "Yes. Mr. Fu hasn't come back yet.
She subconsciously looked at Rachel's eyes and saw darkness in there. Seeing that Rachel's expression became a little strange, she hurriedly added, "Mr. Fu must be busy at the company, that's why he wasn't able to come home last night."
Rachel didn't say anything, but deep inside her, she was somewhat resentful. Anyway, what did it have to do with her?
It didn't matter at all. After she gave birth, she just had to make sure that her baby was safe, and then she could leave. So it wasn't necessary to get affected by his girlfriend's provocation and get angry that he didn't come home last night.
She felt more relaxed after such realizations, so she followed Julie back to the dining room. Perhaps she was really hungry that she had two bowls of millet porridge at once. She had even forgotten to brush her teeth and remembered it just now.
Jack was awakened by the dryness of his throat. He was about to get up to get a glass of water when his eyes caught a figure sleeping on the couch. He couldn't help frowning.
Scarlett had been awake for a long time. But when she heard a sound behind her, she pretended to be asleep and was only awakened by Jack's movements. She turned slowly and rubbed her sleepy eyes. "Mr. Fu, you wake up so early."
"Why are you here?" Since Jack had drunk too much last night, his throat felt uncomfortably dry, so he coughed several times.
Looking at his awkward face, Scarlett got up from the couch and put on her shoes. "I'll get you a glass of water."
"No need." He grabbed her arm to stop her, stood up, and poured a glass of water for himself.
The only reason why he stopped Scarlett from getting a glass of water for him was that he wasn't used to being served by a stranger. However, Scarlett misunderstood his action.
She slowly touched her left wrist with her right hand as her mouth curved into a smile. It seemed that her strategy last night worked successfully.
Last night, while Jack was waiting for a taxi, he suddenly lost consciousness due to drunkenness. Scarlett took advantage of the situation. She called her driver and asked him to send them to a hotel. She let Jack sleep in the bed while she slept on the sofa.
She knew that Jack was different from most men. He didn't like women who took the initiative to sleep with a man.
So to make a good impression on him, she pretended to be a woman who had high selfesteem and kept a certain distance from him. Moreover, she wanted Jack to believe that she did not intend to mess with him.
And judging from the current situation, she seemed to have done the right thing.
Jack drank two glasses of water in a row, and his throat felt a bit better. Scarlett was tying her hair into a ponytail when he put down the glass. She came to him and said in a low voice, "I met you in the bar last night. You were too drunk, and you lost consciousness. Since I was afraid that your parents would worry about you if they saw you in such a miserable situation, I decided to bring you here instead of your home. I hope you don't mind me deciding without consulting you."
"No, I don't," Jack said and pinched his glabella. "Thank you."
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