My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 42

Seeing that Celine was brutally ignored, they couldn't help but let a triumph course through them.

The party didn't end until 10 o'clock in the evening. Francis came to the main hall with Wendy. And Jack and Rachel came to bid them farewell.

Francis sent them to the first floor. After saying goodbye, Rachel figured there was something amiss about Wendy's behavior. On top of that, her eyes were slightly red and her lips were a little swollen.

Her hair was disheveled, and the diamond necklace around her neck was nowhere to be found. Instantly, Rachel realized that Francis must have done something to her.

But she thought it was best to let it go. She didn't want to interfere in other people's matters. Flowever, before she turned out, Wendy opened her mouth, looking like she wanted to say something. Yet in an instant, she closed it. Doubt and hesitancy were written all over her face.

Now curiosity had gotten the best of Rachel. She looked at Wendy, curled her lips and said, "Miss Wen, by the way, about what I asked you before..."

Wendy was a little surprised. "What?"

Rachel stepped forward and asked Francis, "Francis, can I borrow your fiancee?"

Francis had no reason to refuse. Fie replied ■3

jokingly, "Just don't sell her."

Wendy followed Rachel.

After walking a few steps, Rachel suddenly remembered that Jack was near them. She looked back and said to the man, "You go first. I need to have a talk with Miss Wen."

He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you there."

Francis took out a cigarette from the pack and lay it between his lips. Then he lowered his head and lit the cigarette.

Rachel and Wendy didn't go far. With a hesitant expression, Wendy suddenly grabbed her hand and whispered with excitement, "Rachel, how did you know

I was trying to stop you?"

It took a great deal of effort for Wendy to finish her sentence.

'I myself don't know how I figured it out. Perhaps it's because I've seen so many thirsty eyes like Wendy's in the hospital. They seem to be pleading for help,' Rachel thought. Rachel, on glancing at Wendy, had realized she wanted to say something to her. There was an obvious helplessness and anxiety in Wendy's eyes earlier.

In an instant, Rachel felt sympathy for her. This led her to make her mind. She wanted to know what was wrong with her.

'I don't know why I want to help Wendy. After all, I don't like to handle others' business,' Rachel thought. ■3

Wendy said to Rachel,

"Rachel, I know what I am going to ask is going to come across as too much. But please don't refuse my request. Tell my brother not to interfere in the matters of the Wen family anymore."

The girl's eyes became a little red and her voice was very low. Rachel had to strain her ears to hear it. "Let him stay out of it. Ask him to go back," she whispered.

Wendy repeated it over and over again, as if to say to herself, "Stay out of this, go back."

Rachel was slightly stunned. She had an intuition that this matter was not simple, but at the same time, she couldn't do anything to squeeze the information out of Wendy. Instead of asking anything, she merely nodded her head.

A light smile played on Wendy's lips. "Thank you, Rachel, thank you!"

"You're welcome." Rachel had some concerns. Her lips slightly moved, but she still didn't ask anything.

A few days later, Rachel regretted her silence. Since she had decided to interfere, she should have asked a few more questions. Perhaps Wendy would have spilled it out.

All in all, the engagement party was quite weird. Rachel was thinking about it as she walked towards the parking lot.

Neither Wendy's parents nor Francis' parents had shown up for the engagement party. They had only invited some friends. Logically speaking, they should not be so rash. Cheng family had built a ■3

name and reputation in the Ninwell City, but as for Wen family, Rachel did not know much.

Now, Rachel looked back and contemplated the matter. Earlier, she hadn't paid much attention to it, but now slowly things were clicking, falling into place. She had to agree that the function was luxurious. However, they hadn't even had an engagement card. On top of that, there was no engagement ceremony. It was more like a party and lacked the seriousness of a sacred relationship.

'There were no family, no ceremony, no fireworks, no cake.'

Rachel's mind was bombarded with questions that needed answering. Lost in thoughts, she realized she didn't have her cellphone with her.

The parking lot hotel was underground. So if the car boy would drive the car, Jack wouldn't go down there. But when Rachel just walked two steps towards the elevator, she heard a woman, who was crying her heart out as she put forth so many questions.

The voice sounded familiar. When Rachel turned her head, she saw Celine, coming out of nowhere and stretching out her arms to stop a man.

Her makeup, which was even more disheveled than her dress, was washed away by her tears. Her face was like a color palette which was too horrible to look at.