My Darling, My Dearest

Rachel's eyes looked sore. She turned her head to one side clumsily. "I got goose bumps all over," she complained.

"Really?" Jack asked with a laugh.

"Yeah!" Rachel replied in a tone of contempt. One corner of her lips rose up involuntarily.

Jack smiled silently when he saw this. "Well, I was saying the truth."

"Don't say that to me again!"

"I will say something like that in the future more often."

Jack's words made Rachel burst into a loud laughter. "Come on! Are you the same Jack I used to know? You are acting like a teenager now!"

He raised a hand to touch the tip of his nose as he bent his upper body forward sulkily. "Don't you know that it took me a very long time to finally have the courage to express such a confession?"

"I know," Rachel said in a soft voice. She was surprised to hear the actual words even though she had expected it. She bit her lower lip and took a deep breath. Jack raised one of his eyebrows that gave him an inquisitive look. "What do you know?"

She slightly lowered her head and looked serious. There was a slight blush of red on her cheeks and ears. "I know what you meant by what you said just now."

Her sweet and awkward look made him feel crazy.

He wasn't able to stop himself from giving her a passionate kiss.

Rachel flailed her hands randomly. She was so surprised by what Jack did that she wanted to stand up and stamp her feet in protest.

But she felt amused and didn't have it in her to stop him.

Before they could spend more time on the kiss, someone suddenly knocked on the door and interrupted them.

There was a lingering smile on Jack's face when he opened the door. There was a strange yet beautiful woman at the door, and he had never seen her before. The woman tried to peek inside but hesitated. "Excuse me, is Rachel here by any chance? I am one of her colleagues."

But before Jack could answer, he heard Rachel's surprised voice from behind him. "Vicky?"

Jack stepped aside to let Vicky see the inside a lot better. She saw Rachel sitting on a wheelchair. She smiled and replied, "Yes, it's me, Rachel."

Steaming mist rose slowly from the tea cup in Jack's hand as he watched the two women.

Some tea crumbs floated in the cup in his hand. Jack took the cup with him as he walked towards a tall table. He jokingly cursed himself for getting demoted to a tea maker from being a boss. He then handed the tea cup to the guest.

It was only one cup of tea that Jack made for the guest since Rachel still couldn't see.

Vicky accepted the cup and thanked Jack politely. She then stared at him silently for a while.

Even though she'd never met Jack before, she had seen him a few times on TV and magazines.

And seeing him with Rachel as a host to her visit made her feel odd, but it also made her feel sure that he was indeed Jack.

Nevertheless, the problem with Rachel's eyes intrigued her so much. The last time that Vicky visited Rachel, she was still in a coma.

She then woke up from that coma before she had a chance to visit her again.

And she never heard that there was anything wrong with Rachel's eyes during her last visit.

Rachel chatted with Vicky about the situation of the village and their colleagues.

But Rachel sensed that Vicky wanted to tell her something, but was obviously hesitating.

She thought about it for a while, and a sense of understanding came over her.

She then turned her head to where she remembered Jack was before based on the sound of his footsteps earlier.

She was not sure exactly where Jack was, whether he was standing or sitting somewhere nearby.

But since she lost her sight, she was able to hear things more clearly as her hearing became more sensitive. She focused on the faint sounds and heard the sound of paper being turned from behind her. Rachel immediately guessed that Jack must be sitting behind her. When he noticed that she seemed to be looking for him, he stood up and approached her.

"What is it?"

Rachel balled her hand and raised it to her lips before she cleared her throat a little. "Jack, can you leave us for a while? We have something to talk about." Jack's eyes immediately look puzzled. He wondered what topic could they possibly talk about that he could not hear.

But he decided not to make a fuss of it and didn't ask anymore. He nodded silently, took some of his things with him and then walked out. "Call me if you need anything." "Okay. I will," Rachel replied.

His face looked agreeable when he heard Rachel's words.

Unknown to both, Vicky closely observed them in secret. She was pleasantly surprised to find out that they were not distant to each other as it was described by some stories. 'Rumors are never reliable,' she thought to herself.

After Jack has left, Vicky turned and teased Rachel. "I never expected the president of a big company like Mr. Fu to be a slave to his wife."

Rachel looked confused after she heard Vicky's comment. "What made you say that he is a slave to me?"

But Vicky was only teasing her. She couldn't frankly say that she was amused to see that Jack was so obedient to Rachel.

And since she and Rachel weren't really that close to each other, she felt embarrassed with what she said to Rachel about Jack being her slave. "Well, you seem to get along very well with each other," she complemented Rachel.

Rachel curled her lips a little bit.

Vicky smiled at her own joke and then went straight to the point. "So, what happened with your eyes?"

Rachel touched her temple with a hand at the sound of Vicky's question. "It's not really a big deal. My eyes will recover in a few days."

And these cases were not at all rare for those who have sustained head injuries.

Vicky quickly changed the subject. She turned to the other objective of her visit to Rachel.

"What do you remember from what happened to you that day?"

She followed the orders of the team leader that day, and left with the logistics team as expected.

They prepared relief supplies and brought them with the help of some people to be distributed to a small village that was almost entirely buried in a landslide. When Vicky arrived at the scene, Rachel had been missing for over six hours.

After they searched the area for some time, they failed to find her. And it wasn't until much later that everyone suspected that something was wrong. Rachel's countenance fell as she listened carefully to Vicky.

It was easy for Rachel to understand from Vicky's story that no one knew about her disappearance at all.

They searched for a long time, but was still unable to find her. It was at that point that they suspected that something bad might have happened to her.

Rachel looked down on the floor obviously thinking deeply. "So...urn... how's Holley? How did she react when you found out that I was missing?"

"Holley?" Vicky asked, clearly surprised with Rachel's question. She paused and thought about Rachel's words. Her eyes slowly widened as she turned to look at Rachel. "Does she have anything to do with your accident?"

Rachel moved her lips slowly into a faint smile, "I am not sure. I just want to know what Holley has been busy with since my disappearance."

Vicky concluded from Rachel's reaction and her words that Holley must have something to do with her accident.

"I saw Holley join the people who were looking for you," she reported in a tone of voice. Rachel's heart started to beat faster. She felt like she was slowly getting dropped into a pool of cold water, and the chill climbed up her spine.

Socializing was not her strongest suit, and she never valued the idea of popularity. So, it was not easy for her to develop close friendships at work.

The only people that she considered close friends were Lea and Lucas. Both of whom she also treated as her best friends.

But despite all this, she never bothered anyone at work despite her apparent indifference to developing relationships with other people.

Thus, she never expected to experience something so terrible. She was sure that there was no deep hatred between her and Holley, but for some reason, the latter tried to kill her.

But why?

Rachel remained quiet for a long time. She stared blankly at one direction with her sightless eyes and her expressionless face. Vicky did not know what to conclude from Rachel's facial expression.

But if Rachel never asked her that question about Holley, she wouldn't have guessed that Holley had something to do with Rachel's accident.

Vicky analyzed the situation based on the knowledge that she had from the location of Rachel's accident.

She concluded that Holly might have pushed Rachel into a house that was about to collapse because it was severely weakened by the landslide.

As soon as Vicky completed her hypothesis on what might have happened to Rachel, she was startled by Rachel's voice. "Holley knew of my accident from the very beginning."

Vicky abruptly turned to look at Rachel and saw her look up as she spoke. Her cheeks were pale and her lips were pressed together so tightly that they had started to turn white from lack of circulation. Suddenly without warning, her expression changed and she forced out a thin smile. "I can't imagine what kind of hatred she has for me. She didn't save me from the accident and even concealed my whereabouts to reduce the chances that I would be rescued."

Rachel was buried under the ruins of the house for nearly twenty hours. She was frightened, in panic and was in despair during the entire time.

When Holley had offered Rachel a bottle of water, the latter had felt somewhat guilty and thought she might've misunderstood Holley.

Now, she felt angry and frustrated with what happened to her.

She wondered what kind of grudge could Holley possibly have against her that she merely watched her trapped under the rubble and ignored her when she screamed for help.

Holley had spent hours pretending that she knew nothing of what happened, and then even joined the search and rescue team to look for Rachel.

Rachel's head started to ache as she thought about it. The blood vessels in her temples throbbed with the rise of her emotions.

Vicky wanted to ask about the details of what happened, but when she saw that Rachel suddenly looked terrible, she instead asked, "Rachel, are you okay? Why do you suddenly look so bad?" She placed the cup on a nearby table, and reached out her hand to Rachel and was surprised to feel her cold hands.

"What's wrong, Rachel? Are you feeling okay?" Vicky asked in a worried tone.

Rachel shook her head and took a deep breath. "It's nothing. How could Holley...?" She abruptly stopped and smiled bitterly instead. "So, where is she now?"

Vicky was silent for a moment before she answered, "She is back."

Rachel decided not to think about Holley anymore.

She didn't want to abuse herself by torturing herself with the thoughts of Holley.

Some of the volunteers were slightly injured from the rescue effort.

And Holley was among those who were injured. According to the report, Holley was injured while looking for a child who snuck out.

When the official rescue team had finally arrived on the scene, they had all withdrawn. Holley had gone with the group and traveled back to Ninwell City.

If there was more to this matter and if Holley had any involvement in it,

there was no way that she'd be able to escape.

Vicky comforted Rachel and gently patted her back. "Save your anger. You should focus on your injuries and in getting better. Always remember that it is never too late to have your revenge."

Author's note

Goose BBSS

Translator: Scarlett5555