My Darling, My Dearest

Lucas just nodded. But sensing that Rachel didn't want to talk about it anymore, he changed the topic. "Do you want to hand over the patient to me? I'll take care of her."

He knew that Rachel feared to deal with this kind of patient.

For her, it was troublesome.

She fell into silence for a few seconds, then shook her head. It was very obvious that Celine said those words deliberately to discourage her, and if she let Lucas take her patient, she would mock her. She said, "There's no need. The patient's condition is temporarily stable now, so I think I can handle it. Don't worry."

"Okay."

He didn't want to continue with the topic, so he asked instead, "When are you free?

Dad has been urging me several times because he can't wait to show off his cooking skills."

She had already forgotten about that dinner invitation. Good thing, he reminded her now. "How about the day after tomorrow? Please tell James that I'm really busy recently." "Don't worry about it. Just don't forget the day after tomorrow, okay? I'll go now."

Lucas stood up and opened the door without noticing a figure that quickly disappeared.

On the other hand, Jack's eyes narrowed, and his face darkened as he watched the video on his phone.

It showed Rachel and Lucas talking with each other. Although he didn't know what they were talking about, she looked happy and relaxed.

Someone had actually sent him the video with a message saying, "Mr. Fu, how do you feel seeing your wife talking and laughing with another man?

Would you agree with me that they are a good match?"

Jack sneered upon reading the message.

He pressed Austin's number and said, "Come to my office now."

When Austin arrived at his office, he immediately handed him a piece of paper with a phone number written on it.

"Mr. Fu, what is this?" he asked confusedly.

"Help me find the owner of this number."

Austin started his investigation and eventually found out the number was unregistered. Someone must have bought a prepaid number to send Jack the video.

When Jack picked up Rachel at the hospital, she noticed that he was in a bad mood.

On their way home, he just drove silently, which was very different from his usual self.

She turned her head to look at him and asked, "How was your day?"

"Nothing special," his short reply.

"You seem to be in a bad mood."

"I'm okay."

"Did something make you mad?" Jack was in his usual mood in the morning,

so Rachel couldn't think of any reason.

He even coaxed her to kiss him before they parted

because he insisted that it was what husband and wife must do.

But now, he was so quiet and serious.

Because of Jack's attitude, Rachel started to lose her temper too.

His ex-girlfriend had insulted her in the daytime, and now he was showing her a poker face. Feeling irritated, she turned her head to the other side and looked out of the window.

They didn't talk all the way home.

Usually, they would discuss whether to eat outside or cook dinner at home after work.

But since they seemed to have a cold war today, they hadn't discussed anything and just went straight home.

Anyway, she wasn't feeling hungry because she had eaten a cake in the afternoon from a colleague's birthday celebration. So when they arrived home, she went directly to the study and read a book.

In the end, Jack couldn't take it anymore, so he went to the study and asked weakly, "What do you want to eat for dinner?"

She didn't reply.

"Rachel?"

Still, there was no answer.

Realizing his mistake, he walked up to her and crouched over her desk to face her. He was about to take the book away from her hand when he saw the expression in her eyes.

He was stunned for a moment.

Rachel closed her book and looked at him coldly. Without saying anything, she went downstairs. She took out two eggs and the left-over rice from the fridge and fried them. A few moments later, a plate of fried rice with fried eggs was served on the table.

He just stood quietly behind her like a child guilty of doing something wrong.

But when he saw that there was only one plate on the table, he couldn't help asking, "Are we going to share this?"

His voice was now gentle, without any sign of anger.

Also, he promised that he would clean up the table after dinner.

Glancing at him, she replied indifferently, "I'm not hungry."

"Are you angry?" He scratched his head remorsefully, regretting his behavior in front of her earlier.

Although he was not happy to see that video, he shouldn't have heaped his anger on her.

He was actually good at self-control in other things. But when it involved Rachel, he was very different.

If she found out about it, she would surely mock at him.

"I'm okay." She mimicked his answer to her a while ago. "Don't deny it. I know I've lost control of my emotion earlier.

I admit that I was wrong, and I feel guilty about it." He then opened his arms and held her tightly.

She struggled to escape from his embrace, but he held her even tighter.

"Don't be angry anymore. I'll be your slave in bed this evening. How about that?"

he said shamelessly.

This time, Rachel couldn't hold her laughter any longer. She poked his cheek and said, "You are so shameless! How can you even say that?"

"What's wrong? Besides, you are my wife."

Seeing that she was not angry anymore,

he bent over and kissed her cheek.

"Gee! Your drool!" Pretending to be disgusted, she wiped her face. Then she said seriously, "Don't wear that poker face in front of me. If something's bothering you, just tell me." She was too tired to guess.

Besides, she sometimes couldn't guess it right.

"Yes, my dear wife."

As he stood straight and gave her a salute, she burst into laughter again. She pushed him lightly and said, "Stop playing tricks. Aren't you hungry? Sit down and eat now." "How about you?"

"I'm not hungry right now. I had snacks this afternoon."

When they were already in bed, Jack finally asked, "Was Lucas in the hospital today?"

Rachel wondered why he suddenly asked about Lucas. She glanced at him and said, "Yes, he was on duty today."

"Did he see you in your office?" He didn't want to tell her about the video yet without knowing who the sender was.

As much as possible, he didn't want to annoy her again.

He only wanted to make sure nothing was going on between her and Lucas.

After all, she once said that she might marry Lucas if they divorced.

"Yeah," Rachel answered casually.

She was then reminded of the dinner invitation, so she added, "By the way, are you free the day after tomorrow?" "We have a company dinner. Why?" "Nothing."

She actually wanted to bring him with her to the dinner. But since he had his own event, she decided not to mention it. Instead, she turned off the bedside lamp and wrapped herself in the quilt. Then she murmured, "Good night." Soon enough, she fell into slumber.

The next day, Gigi didn't agree to the abortion, so she signed a waiver to be discharged from the hospital. Fortunately, Celine didn't show up again.

Rachel felt relieved. Although she didn't take what she said to heart, it still affected her mood and performance.

After spending the whole morning on her desk, she finally finished the article that needed to be published this month and emailed it to the director. When the director replied that everything looked good, she heaved a sigh of relief.

She was making herself a cup of coffee as a self-reward when Lucas called.

"Hi, Lucas. What's up?"

"Rachel, are you free this afternoon?" His voice sounded a little anxious.

"Yes, I am." "That's good. I have something to deal with this afternoon, so please take over my place in the outpatient department."

It must be very urgent because he immediately hung up before she could even answer.

He was getting more and more strange recently.

Fortunately, the outpatient department was not busy that afternoon. Rachel had only six patients.

Time passed by quickly.

There was no patient yet, so she went to the toilet. When she came back, there were already two women sitting inside the consultation room.

With their heavy makeup and bright clothes, she thought that they were in their thirties. But she was surprised to see that they were only twenty-four years old based on their medical records.

"What can I do for you?" she asked as she sat opposite them.

Seeing her, one of them pointed at her name badge and whispered to the other woman, "Is she the doctor Rachel Shen?"

"I think so. Let me check." She took out her phone and opened a group chat on WeChat. She checked it for quite a while before she nodded.

Rachel felt strange upon hearing their conversation. She asked again, "Do you two feel something wrong in your bodies?"

But she didn't expect what happened next. The woman who checked her phone stood up, held the other woman's hand, and snorted, "Let's go and request a different doctor. How can this hospital hire such a doctor like her?"

Author's note

Goose BBSS

Translator: Scarlett5555