My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 441

Rachel walked to the bedside. She put the pillow aside and smiled, "You're pregnant. Why are you still so angry? When I came in just now, I saw the grievance on Henry's face."

"Grievance?" Lea repeated in disbelief and curled her lips. Pretending to stretch her neck, she faced the door and asked in a loud voice, "How could a selfish person show his grievance?"

Rachel wasn't sure what to feel with that. Should she laugh or cry? She held her hand and said, "What did he do? How could he be selfish?"

"I just asked him something about Jack. He said it was your business and that I should stay out of it. Well, what are friends for? How can I just sit by and do nothing at this time?" Lea rambled angrily, only realizing that she might have crossed a line when she noticed Rachel's expression suddenly darkening.

She was remorseful for the slip up and it showed on her face. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Rachel, I just said it casually. Don't take it to heart."

Smiling lightly, Rachel reached for her bag and took out a box of chocolates. She gave it to Rita who was listening to them even though she couldn't understand what the adults were saying. She warmly looked at the child and told her, "Rita, go to your dad. I have something to tell your mom."

"Why? Can't I stay and listen?" She curiously looked at Rachel with her round eyes.

Rachel moved closer and stroked Rita's soft hair. "You can listen to it when you grow up. It's not the time yet."

"But when will I grow up?" Rita asked again, holding the box of chocolates tightly with her hands, still unwilling to go out.

Lea, who was growing anxious, raised her voice. "If you don't go out, you have to give the chocolates back to Rachel."

"Mommy is so aggressive." Sulking and pouting, Rita looked down at the chocolates in her hand seemingly still reluctant to leave. Finally, she turned around and went out obediently.

Rachel pulled a chair over and sat down. Taking the time to find the right words, she smoothed the hair on her forehead and slowly explained, "Lea, here's the thing. Jack and I don't see things the same way. We're different so can't be together anyway. You don't have to fight with Henry just because of me."

Lea moved to her side. "How can you be different? Why didn't you notice this right at the beginning?" "Maybe we made a mistake back then. But now we know that we are not suitable for each other. " Rachel looked calm on the outside but what she said made her heart twitch. Acknowledging the truth hurt and it felt as if the air around her had been drained all of a sudden.

"But..."

Before Lea could finish her words, the corners of Rachel's mouth curved slightly. Rachel steered the conversation to another topic. "As for you, I don't think you look well. Shouldn't you pay more attention to yourself?"

Speaking of her situation, Lea looked at her still flat belly and sighed slightly. "The doctor said that my condition isn't very stable. He insisted that I stay in the hospital for a few days, but I don't want to do that. I want to go home. The disinfectant here makes me uncomfortable."

Rachel probed for more information. "What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said I can go home but I should go to the hospital the moment I feel uncomfortable.

Lea had to stay in the ward for the night, so Rachel kept her company and they chatted for a while. When it was about 8 p.m., Rachel realized she hadn't had dinner yet.

She stood up with a smile. "It's late. I'll go back first. Take care and have a good rest." Coming out of the ward, Rachel was about to hail a taxi home when she suddenly heard a familiar voice. It was coming from behind. "Aunt Rachel."

The voice continuously called for her attention.

Looking back, she saw a figure running towards her in the dark night. Rachel was a little surprised. "Gary? What are you doing here?"

Jimmy, who was following closely behind, smiled helplessly. "He had a meal at home and complained that his teeth hurt. I was worried that he got hurt in the fight this afternoon, so I took him to the hospital."

"So what did the doctor say?"

Gary rushed to explain before his father could say anything, "The doctor said I was just about to grow permanent teeth."

"Well that's a good thing. You're growing up." Rachel chuckled.

As soon as she finished speaking, someone came up to her side. It was a woman clad in plain clothes. "Miss, I'm sorry to disturb you. I just want to ask if you know how to get to the neurosurgery department?"

Rachel pointed at the second building in front of her. "Walk there and enter the blue door at the front. You can find a nurse there who can help you." "Okay, thank you so much," the woman said gratefully. Her attention was diverted to Gary who was also looking at her. Smiling fondly, she asked again, "Is this your son? He's a handsome boy."

'Your son...'

Hearing those words made Rachel and Jimmy embarrassed. Gary, in a childish voice, clarified for all of them. "Ma'am, you misunderstand. This is my aunt Rachel, she's not my mom."

"Oh, sorry. I misunderstood." The woman, also embarrassed at the situation, waved her hand and walked straight forward.

That sentence still echoed in Rachel's ears, but at the same time, it also rang alarm bells for her. She was always with Jimmy and his son and even though she didn't feel anything for them in her heart, it wasn't like that in the eyes of strangers. It was easy to misunderstand.

Just as the elderly lady observed.