My Darling, My Dearest

After Rachel dealt with Gigi, the phone in her pocket suddenly vibrated, indicating that there was a call.

Taking a look, Rachel brought the phone to her ear. "Hi, Dad."

"Rachel, are you going to get off work now? Tomorrow is the weekend. How about joining us for dinner?"

Although Jonathan had said he wouldn't interfere in Jack and Rachel's relationship anymore,

he still couldn't help but keep an eye on them.

Originally, he planned to go to Rachel's place and stay there for the night, but Tracy rejected the idea. "Can't you just let them come over?" she snapped impatiently.

That was why he made the call.

Rachel thought for a while before nodding. "I'll come by with Jack once I get off work."

When her husband arrived to pick her up, she quickly told him to go to the Fu family residence.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Rachel gazed out of the window. When she came out of the hospital, she passed by the ward where Gigi was in. Naturally, she couldn't help but overhear the couple arguing over their baby.

They were on two opposing sides, and their voices were getting louder and louder that anyone in the vicinity could hear what they were arguing about.

At that point, it was hard to tell who was right or wrong.

Inside the car, the beeping sound continued.

Jack cleared his throat and reminded her, "Fasten your seat belt."

"Oh, I forgot." Rachel finally snapped back into her senses as she plugged her seat belt back in. However, it was evident that she was still in a daze.

Jack frowned, noticing that she was distracted. "What happened at work?"

Since he had already solved the Holley problem, he asked the person he had hired to protect Rachel to leave.

Rachel sighed. "Today, a patient was sent to the hospital. Her condition is not good enough for her to get pregnant. In fact, if she forced it, she could die. She wants to give birth, but her husband doesn't agree with her." "She should abort it," he answered without hesitation.

In his eyes, his wife was more important than his unborn child.

Rachel smiled. 'Perhaps that's the difference between men and women. While men place importance on what they could see in present, women place more importance on what could've been in the future.' "You'll be a great mom," he added.

The corners of her lips rose slightly, and her originally depressed mood was alleviated.

She slowly closed her eyes. "I'm a little tired today, so I'll take a nap," she said softly. "Call me when we've arrived."

Jonathan was fiddling with his plants in the garden.

Ever since his retirement, he had nothing to do at home. Apart from studying the chess manual, the garden was his favorite place to stay in.

It was late summer now, and there were many worms eating plants. He picked up the worms on the leaves using two bamboo sticks.

Hearing the sound of breaks from the door, Jonathan raised his head. "There you are. How was the traffic?"

"It's fine." Rachel smiled. Jack held her hand. "Where's Mom?"

"She's sitting there watching some TV,"

Jonathan replied. "My eyes don't work well as they've used to. Rachel, come see if there's a worm."

Rachel wasn't scared of worms at all, so she took the sticks from her father-in-law. "You've been doing this for a long time. Get some rest," she said. "I'll do this."

Jack was about to take them from her when his father stopped her. "Go and greet your Mom."

Jack had no idea what his father wanted to do.

He winked at Rachel and walked into the living room. "Mom," he called out. "Didn't I tell you not to watch these TV series?"

Tracy had her eyes directed at the action scene happening before her. Upon hearing Jack's voice, she jumped from her seat and clasped her chest. "Why didn't I hear you come in?"

He shrugged and sat down. His seat was directed to the window, so he could see her playing with the plants.

She looked at the worms a bit before raising her head to talk with Jonathan.

A smile slid into his lips.

Jack reached for the remote control and changed to the news channel. Tracy slapped him across the shoulder heavily as she gritted her teeth.

"I just want to watch some news," he protested. "Why are you beating me?"

Tracy grabbed the remote control from him. "I actually have something to ask you."

Her expression turned serious.

At the look of her face, Jack could already guess what she was about to say.

Sure enough, Tracy moved closer and lowered her voice. "Have you already decided when you'll have the operation?" she urged. "Can't it be done a few days earlier?"

The longer she waited, the more uneasy she felt.

Last night, she just had a dream that Rachel knew about this and wanted to divorce Jack. No matter how hard she and Jonathan tried to persuade her, she didn't change her mind. In fact, she already packed up her stuff and left without turning back.

When she woke up from that nightmare, Tracy immediately looked around her. Cold sweat beaded down her forehead.

That was why she wanted Rachel and Jack to come over.

She wanted to use this opportunity to persuade Jack.

Jack nodded. "It's next Wednesday. I've already scheduled the time."

However, even as she heard of the schedule, Tracy still felt uneasy. She shook her head relentlessly. "Son, don't you really want to tell this to Rachel? I mean, there's still a few days left. What if she finds out?" In fact, that was also the problem that Jack had been mulling over the past few days.

He had tried telling her about it, but he failed numerous times.

His relationship with Rachel had already reverted back to normal. They trusted each other now, and she was beginning to feel even more comfortable with him.

He didn't want to do anything to change that.

This was why he wanted to do everything to hide this fact from her.

However, from time to time, he began to doubt himself if he could still keep up the act.

"Let's talk about it later," he said.

"What are you talking about?"

When Rachel walked in, she happened to have overheard Jack's words. Although he was startled, he quickly recovered. "Mom was just asking when we'll give her a grandchild. I said that we could talk about it later."

A blush seared through her cheeks.

With a faint smile, Rachel sat down beside him and peeled an orange. She handed it to Tracy. "We're not in a hurry."

In the past, Rachel had worried over the stability of their relationship. She was afraid that if one day they decided to get a divorce, their child would become a victim of their marriage.

This was why she had always been afraid of committing to him. There was some resistance in her heart that was telling her otherwise.

However, it was different now.

Tracy smiled awkwardly.

'What the hell's wrong with me back then? Why didn't I like Rachel?

She's such a kind and considerate girl!

My son's the one who had wronged her!'

If Jack was her son-in-law, Tracy would've beaten him to death.

As they sat on the sofa, the three of them chatted for a while. They didn't go to the dining room until one of the maids call them over. There were lots of dishes prepared that evening. Several of them were Rachel's favorite.

Tracy made sure to place them all in Rachel's reach. "You've been getting thinner ever since you get back to work," she lectured. "You should eat more."

"I've just been a little busy," Rachel admitted.

Unlike the other girls who dreamed to be slim and curvy, Rachel wasn't the one who cared much about her weight. However, she was also that kind of person who never gained weight no matter how much she

ate.

Jack placed a large meat ball on her bowl. "Don't just eat vegetables. Have some meat."

"But I don't like meat." She shoved him playfully.

Seeing how their relationship have grown, Jonathan and Tracy couldn't help but share a look.

The former was overjoyed while the other was uneasy.

Suddenly, Jack's phone rang, breaking the peaceful atmosphere around them.

He glanced at his phone and ended the call.

"Who's been calling you?" Jonathan asked curiously.

"Just a scam." Jack shrugged. The weekend ahead of them was extremely special since none of them had to go out. They simply stayed at home and enjoyed each other's presence.

Rachel was reading her medical book while Jack was scanning through the company's documents.

Although silence wrapped around them, they could still feel the chemistry that connected them together.

Once it was approaching dinner time, Jack's phone rang once again. It was from Celine. After hesitating for a while, Jack walked outside and answered the call.

"You finally picked up," Celine exclaimed.

She had called him yesterday, and he had refused to answer.

"What's the matter?"

"Oh, don't give me that.

I just called you to ask when we'll have that dinner you owe me. Don't tell me you back out already."

If she hadn't mentioned it, then Jack would've already forgotten about it.

After a moment of silence, he said, "What do you want to eat? You can go eat there on your own. Tell Austin how much the meal costs you, and I'll ask him to transfer the money to you."

She didn't expect that he would resort to this.

Did he think she couldn't afford a meal?

What she wanted to see was him!

Celine tried to say something more, but Jack already hung up the phone. Gritting her teeth, she almost threw her phone against the wall out of anger.

After thinking for a while, she decided to restrain herself.

Author's note

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Translator: Scarlett5555