My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 47

Eric was in a good mood and left for the porridge shop. On his arrival, he was happy to see that only a few people were gathered there. He didn't have to stand in long queues to get what he wanted. With a big smile, he requested for two boxes, one for him and another for Rachel.

As soon as he stepped outside, the morning sun began to shine on his face.

It was indeed a beautiful sight! It had been a while since Eric had seen such a breath taking view. Plunging into his pocket, he took out his cell phone. He managed to click a dozen shots of the view.

After going through them, he selected the best one and posted it on his social media account. "Long time no see, the rising sun!" he captioned with some satisfaction. He trotted about in a lifted spirited. At the moment, his happiness was so strong, that nothing could disturb his mood.

Humming a song, Eric strolled towards Rachel's community. When he entered, he noticed a strange car downstairs in the garage.

When he reached the second floor, he couldn't open the door of Rachel's house. Beginning to panic, he started to rummage through his pockets. He desperately searched for the keys but to no avail. All he could find was his wallet and cell phone. Eric patted his thigh remorsefully. He had left the keys at home. ■3

Eric couldn't open the door so he decided to ring her.

In the bedroom, the curtain was closed tightly and the sunlight couldn't penetrate in at all. The big and soft bed made Rachel sleep soundly. Her phone rang and vibrated beside the bed. However, she was in deep slumber and didn't hear the ring.

Her face was glued to the soft pillow. She was tired and her breathing was somewhat heavy. It was obvious that her condition did not improve very much or else she would not have been sleeping at the moment.

The phone kept buzzing for quite a long time, but there was no answer.

Eric tried again after the short break. The phone continued to buzz again, but there was no one to pick it up. The host was in deep sleep.

Hearing the ring, Jack picked up the phone, and spotted Eric's name. Knowing Rachel wasn't in a condition to talk, he switched it off and left the room.

A sweet female voice came from the other end of the phone, "Sorry, the number you have dialed cannot be reached now..."

Eric was dumbfounded! 'What is wrong?

Is it possible that she woke up and went to work?'

He couldn't help but mull over this question. Now that he gave it a serious thought, he realized it was indeed possible.

According to Rachel's character, anything was ■3

possible!

When Eric was about to withdraw his hand from the doorbell, the door swung open. A man appeared in front of him.

He was a tall man and had a bathrobe wrapped around his waist. His slightly wet black hair remained stuck to his forehead. He stood at the door and flashed an elegant smile.

Eric froze as if he had been struck by lightning. When he saw the man's domineering eyes, he slowly turned around.

"I'm sorry. I think I have come to the wrong room..."

After that, Eric turned around and went downstairs. Jack left the door open and unhurriedly got himself a glass of water.

When the cup was about to touch his lips, an angry voice came from behind, "Why are you here?"

Jack turned around and looked at Eric, who had already returned and stood in front of him nervously. The sight was quite funny! Eric wanted to sound threatening but fear was all around him.

"Why can't I be here?" Jack drank the water with indifference. He looked down at his hand and asked, "Have you brought breakfast with you?"

Eric quickly hid the breakfast behind his back, as if he was afraid that Jack would come and grab it.

The pancakes and steamed buns in the bag were visible. Seeing this, Jack frowned slightly. Ignoring Eric's vigilant eyes, he raised his head and ■3

drank the water in a gulp. Then he said, "Last night, she had been burning. I don't think it is advisable for her to eat greasy food."

Eric's face changed slightly. He began to ponder over the meaning behind Jack's words.

After Jack was done drinking the water, he went back upstairs. On a closer inspection, one would notice that dark circles had formed under his eyes. On top of that, he seemed to be overcome by fatigue.

Last night, when Jack came back, he heard Rachel's heavy breathing.

He turned on the light and was stunned to see her face. It had turned into crimson red. Suddenly, he felt glad he had come there to check. 'What would have happened otherwise?' he thought with dread.

When Jack was about to send her to the hospital, Rachel used all her strength to push herself away from his arms. She didn't cooperate.

Her determination to pry his hands off her was so strong that Jack couldn't move her. That was when he realized that even in sickness, Rachel was strong! She was always capable of provoking him.

Although Celine liked to make trouble out of nothing, she had never been stubborn like Rachel. But this unconscious lady in front of him had a strength that he wasn't capable of fighting against. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take her to the hospital.

Rachel's persistence puzzled Jack. As a doctor, she refused to go to the hospital when she was ■3

dreadfully sick.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up. Jack found some medicine at home and helped Rachel take it.

Besides, he found ice packs that he prayed would lower her temperature. Not giving himself a moment of rest, he worked on her tirelessly. Every time his eyes would blink, he worried about her. In the end, he realized it wasn't advisable for him to sleep. The whole night he remained awake.

In the morning, his hard work turned into fruition —Rachel got better. On discovering this, he breathed a sigh of relief and the sense of guilt in his mind finally faded away.

Deep down, he knew he had to thank his father for this. His father asked about Rachel on the phone. It was because of this Jack had come to check Rachel.