The taxi driver slowed to a stop at the hospital gate. He turned around and took the cash from Rachel's hand. He looked at the rearview mirror and said, "Miss, that black car seems to have been following us the whole time. Is he your boyfriend?"
'Black car?' Rachel thought.
"I suppose so." With a faint smile in the driver's direction, she reached out and opened the door. Once out of the car, she looked behind her and saw that Jack was also getting out of the black car.
When she saw him walking slowly towards her, Rachel was a little surprised. "Why are you here? I thought you were sleeping."
"I had enough sleep." Jack reached out and smoothed back the hair that had been blown onto her face. "I'd be worried if I didn't see you arrive at the hospital safely."
"You really needn't worry," replied Rachel. Although she was pretending that she did not care, she still felt a strange tugging at her heart strings.
All of a sudden, she heard a familiar voice calling her name. "Rachel." Subconsciously taking two steps back to keep her distance from Jack, Rachel turned around and saw her colleague running towards her from the parking lot, holding a cup in her hand and smiling. "I got up early this morning and made myself some soybean milk. When we get to the office later, you can have a try. It tastes really good."
"Okay." Rachel nodded with a smile.
In the past, unless it was work related, Rachel seldom had any contact with her colleagues. But Celia had caused a big change in her life.
As she thought about her, it suddenly occurred to Rachel that she had been busy with her own business for the last few days, and she hadn't contacted Celia at all, not even a message or phone call. She didn't even know how Celia had managed the dinner with Marcus' families.
Seeing that Rachel was distancing herself from him, as if she didn't want her colleagues to notice him, Jack's face instantly changed to one of disappointment. He frowned and glanced at the two of them. Then he quietly turned around and left. After sitting in his car for a moment, he took out his mobile phone and typed a message to Rachel.
"I'm going back."
Rachel felt her phone vibrate. Upon reading these words, she turned around only to see that the black car had disappeared. Her colleague patted her on the shoulder and asked, "What's wrong? Who were you talking to just now?"
"Just a friend." With a smile on her face, Rachel walked towards the elevator and changed the topic. "Why did you suddenly remember to make soybean milk this morning?"
When her colleague heard this was to be the topic, she began to chatter, but Rachel didn't hear a word. She was thinking back to the message from Jack and wondering whether he might be angry or sad now, which made her feel unsettled.
But she didn't regret hiding their relationship from her colleague.
She didn't want to spread the news around the whole hospital so soon that she and Jack might get back together. She felt she wouldn't be able to bear any more of her colleagues whispering about her behind her back because she and her husband were separated again.
Seeing that Jack was depressed and listless as soon as he entered the office that morning, Austin put down his documents and got ready to leave. However, his curiosity pulled him back and he couldn't help but stop and ask, "Mr. Fu, are you okay? Is there anything wrong?"
Jack rubbed the space between his eyebrows. "I'm fine," he muttered.
"Okay. Then I'll go out first," breezed Austin. He knew better than to push the question. Even if he probed further, he knew Jack didn't want to say anything. So he turned around and made for the door. Just as he reached out his hand to touch the doorknob, Jack's voice came from behind. "Austin."
He stopped in his tracks and turned to ask, "Mr. Fu, what can I do for you?"
Jack tapped his fingers on the table and kept silent for a while. Then he said in a low voice, "If someone's girlfriend were hiding their relationship and didn't want others to know about it, what do you think would be the reason?"
"Is this about Miss Shen?" Austin replied right off the bat, without thinking too much.
It was not until he saw Jack's face suddenly darken that he realized that he had said something wrong. He touched his nose and said awkwardly, "Mr. Fu, I don't have a girlfriend yet. I really don't know how to answer this question."
Jack frowned. "Answer whatever you think."
The corners of Austin's mouth twitched. It was too difficult to answer this question. If he told the truth, he was afraid that Jack would be unhappy. But if he didn't tell him and found an excuse to prevaricate, he was afraid that Jack would not believe him.
He thought for a long time and said something that he didn't even believe himself. "Maybe she just wants to find a suitable time to introduce her boyfriend. She just wants to keep an air of mystery around the two of them for a bit."
Jack sneered. Obviously, he didn't believe it.
Seeing his expression, Austin also realized that it was a ridiculous thing to say. He scratched the back of his head again, before even more awkwardly offering, "Mr. Fu, actually, why doesn't he just ask his girlfriend directly? After all, everyone has their own thoughts and ideas. No matter how close they are, there are some secrets in everyone's heart.
No one is able to guess what their partner is thinking all of the time."
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