My Darling, My Dearest

Henry was nowhere near Ninwell City, so he had no idea what had happened to Rachel.

Ever since Rachel was discharged from the hospital, she stayed in her own house. Jack quickly moved in with her. After all, it was spacious enough for the two of them.

Jonathan frowned at the idea. He actually wanted to take her back to the Fu family residence, but his wife quickly reminded him that they shouldn't be disturbing such a happy couple.

It was obvious that Jack needed some time with Rachel. With everything that was going on, he wanted to be by her side.

After thinking for a while, Jonathan agreed. In fact, he even lived in Rachel's house for two days.

He finally left the house after his wife urged him two. However, before he left, he quickly hired two nannies and one nutritionist for Rachel.

Several rooms in the ground floor had been cleaned. Two of them were for the nannies and the other one was for Eric.

Knowing that Rachel might need more assistance and another familiar face to guide her, Eric quickly moved in. He didn't care that Jack would also be staying there.

Jonathan approved of it. He thought it was a brilliant idea if Rachel had her cousin to accompany her during these trying times.

Tracy couldn't help but shake her head over her husband's antics. 'It's probably a good thing I didn't have a daughter, or else he'd have twice the heart attack,' she thought with a smile. They had lived together for the most of their lives, and she had never seen the old man so worried.

Jack, however, was far from happy with the current living arrangements.

He had already anticipated that his parents would leave in two days, leaving both of them alone. At that point, he was practically jumping in excitement.

What he didn't expect was for Eric to move in right after they'd left.

His relationship with Eric was incredibly rocky, but what Rachel needed to know was that they were in good terms.

He already convinced the man with a little trick. After all, Eric was still very young and very easy to convince.

Just as Jack had expected, their fight finally came to an end. Fortunately, Eric was quiet this entire time. He didn't cause any trouble with him.

Jack sighed in his heart, not knowing that his friend Henry, had worse luck than him.

Michael and Marcus came over pretending that they were here to see Jack. In actuality, they were actually there to see if Rachel was doing well. They even brought over some wine as if nothing had happened. In fact, they already planned to throw a party in Jack's honor.

They didn't expect that he would object to their request.

"I have to keep Rachel company at night," he said.

Suddenly, everyone silenced as Michael and Marcus gaped at the man.

During the moment of silence, the nanny came over to clean up the table and set the dishes in an orderly manner.

Rachel took a sip from her water, pretending not to hear them.

Michael was speechless. He didn't expect that his friend could change so much in the past month.

"Urn..." The nanny said, "We only have a few dishes. If you don't like them, I can go outside to buy some more."

Jack waved his hand. "Don't. The meal is fine."

The nanny smiled and returned to her room.

Rachel gazed at them for a while before standing up. "I'll go get some rest." After a pause, she added, "You don't have to keep me company."

Once she left, Marcus couldn't help but burst into laughter. He was laughing so hard that he fell onto Michael.

With a straight face, Jack shot them a glare. "Why do you have to come here this late at night?" he demanded.

Michael snorted. "What's wrong? Are we disturbing something?"

"Yeah. I was going to have a good night's sleep with my wife."

At this point, Michael and Marcus were already convinced that Rachel had changed their close friend.

Marcus smirked. "Huh? Are you being a good husband?"

Jack grinned. "Stop joking around. We're starting over." This time, it was his turn to learn how to be a good husband. As Marcus was popping open the red wine, Michael patted Jack's shoulder. "You're making good progress in how to be a good husband."

Marcus snorted in laughter. Jack punched them on the shoulders. "Keep your voice down!"

The red liquid was poured into the decanter. Given that they hadn't seen each other for a long time, they chose to catch up on lost time.

"How is she?" Michael asked. "Is she doing okay?"

Jack didn't really tell them much about Rachel's condition. They only knew she had an accident in the neighboring province.

While they were talking, Eric, who was supposed to be sleeping at this time, appeared in the living room to see what the noise was about.

When he saw that the three men were drinking, he thought he had gone down the wrong place.

Michael waved his hand. "Come on over, Eric."

"Mr. Du," he reflexively greeted his boss.

When he came over and sat down, he couldn't help but feel that something was off. He checked his phone only to see that it was already midnight. Why were they drinking at this hour? Michael let him sit down at the table and poured some wine for him. "Um, I can't," Eric quickly refused. "I have work tomorrow. I don't want to be late."

Michael snorted. "Drink it. I'll give you a day off tomorrow."

Since his boss had already given him an order, he had to obey.

Eric nodded. Without another word, he raised his glass and gulp up all the wine as if he was in some sort of race.

Michael and Marcus gaped at the way he drank his glass. Marcus' lips twitched.

"Do you know how precious that wine was? The least you could do is appreciate it." Before Eric could reply, Jack decided to step in.

"Well, wine is there for you to drink it, right?"

Playing with his empty glass, Jack smirked. "If you want some good wine, then you can come to my place tomorrow and pick any wine you want."

He had a cabinet filled with the best wine, and they all knew it. In fact, it was very rare that the man would be so generous in giving away his bottles.

Michael's eyes lit up. Afraid that Jack might take back his words, he tapped on the table. "I'll keep that in mind! You're not drunk, so you better not back out on your word."

Jack snorted.

With a smile, he leaned back and crossed his arms. "Regret?

Why would I?" In all honestly,

Eric and Marcus were not really interested in wine.

They could only distinguish them by their taste. Marcus was more interested in other things, such as mobile machines.

Michael, however, was a self-considered wine expert.

Eric gasped, trying to ignore the alcohol that had settled in his stomach.

Marcus raised his hand. "Enough of that. Let's drink!"

Eric glanced at Jack. Given that he had just defended him, he thought maybe Jack wasn't that bad after all.

The midnight party had just started.

There was no doubt that Eric was too naive. He didn't know that how good Jack was at creating a business deal. In these types of deals, Jack never lost. Now, he was beginning to understand why. Eric had become even more drunk after drinking more and more wine.

How could he defeat these veterans on their very own battlefield? Without showing any emotion, Jack poured the wine for Eric.

Michael and Marcus soon understand what he was going to do.

Eric, however, didn't noticed it.

Jack knew how to make him drink more.

Michael had no idea what the man's real purpose was,

but he simply sat back and enjoyed the show.

Eric was just so silly that he didn't know that Jack had set a trap for him.

The wine would relax people's nerves and make him drunk.

Michael had already planned to spend the whole night there. They thought that Jack would keep them company.

After all, they used to be like this.

However, to their surprise, the bastard claimed that he was already drunk.

Marcus was definitely not letting the man go that easily. After all, he knew just how much alcohol the man could take after being with him for so long.

There was no way he was drunk now! Marcus snorted, rolling his eyes. "Hypocrite! Are you a coward?"

Author's note

Goose

Translator: Scarlett5555