My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 7

Michael stared at Rachel, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand. Marcus smiled his usual smile, and Jack wore a long face, his lips pressed tightly together. His eyes were dark.

Rachel slightly shifted her eyes. She had to see her other patients during her shift. What were they doing here?

Michael, the most talkative of the group, spoke first. It was the first time he had heard Rachel speak this much. And he didn't understand why she belittled herself in front of her husband's mistress.

However, before Michael could open his mouth, Rachel interrupted him. "This is the hospital. Please refrain from making noise."

Michael was about to say something, but was stopped by Rachel. He felt upset.

Even the two bodyguards who had been standing by the door were clearly affected.

Rachel had just openly reprimanded Celine. However, she wouldn't allow the others to say something.

Michael could not help mumbling, "You can't deprive me of my right to speak."

Rachel glanced at him but said nothing. She walked back toward her desk, sat down, and started sorting the documents in front of her. She wanted to go on with work as usual. ■3

"Why are you here?" Celine asked. Although she was initially taken aback by the situation, she was now calmer. Her voice trembled slightly, however.

Jack glanced at Celine and then looked at Rachel. "We've come to see Eric."

Rachel put down her pen and looked up at him.

"Yes, yes, we're here to visit Eric. Which ward is he in?" Michael inquired, the same cynical smile plastered on his face.

Rachel was dubious. Even so, she took them to the patient's room.

Michael greeted Eric with a smile after having rearranged his bouquet.

Jack simply looked at Eric. He didn't say a word the whole time.

'Do people usually act this way when visiting a patient?' Rachel thought to herself as she watched. She didn't want to badmouth Jack, albeit in her own head, but his behavior had angered her. How he acted had nothing to do with her, but when it came to Eric, she couldn't keep silent.

Jack looked around the room, as visitors tended to do. Something on the bedside table caught his attention. It was a thermos bottle. His face grew darker.

"I made some soup. When I learned that Eric is here, I knew I just had to bring him some," Celine explained, unafraid of Jack.

Rachel was so enraged that she felt like slapping Celine right then and there. What was this woman doing stirring up trouble on purpose? ■3

The room fell silent when they heard what Celine had said.

Jack looked at Eric. He made a conscious effort to look less stern, but his words sounded frightening nonetheless. "What a blessing in disguise then."