My Darling, My Dearest

"All my husband knows is to give me trouble," Mindy joked. "Romance is dead to him."

'Is this from Jack?'

Hearing what she had said, Rachel lowered her head in embarrassment.

Fortunately, Mindy was a perceptive person. Seeing that Rachel wasn't ready to talk, she patted her arm. "I'll go to work now, Rachel."

She glanced at the bouquet of flowers once she arrived in her office. After searching the flower's meaning on the Internet and glancing at the card that was attached to the flowers, she snorted and dumped them into the trash can.

Apology? Forgiveness?

There was no need for that.

Jack walked back and forth in the office. Sometimes, he would sit down and tap the table incessantly as he glanced at the clock from time to time. After waiting for two hours, a part of him wanted to see if his phone was broken.

'Didn't she receive the flowers?'

He took a deep breath and called her, only to reach a dead end.

At this point, he knew for a fact that she must've blocked him.

"Mr. Fu, what would you like for lunch? I'll get some take-out."

It turned out time had already passed.

Grabbing his car keys, Jack walked out of his office. "There's no need. I'll be going out."

He drove to a five-star hotel and entered its restaurant. Without missing a beat, he quickly ordered five dishes from the menu and said, "Pack them all up for me. Make sure that they aren't too oily or salty." The waitress nodded and hurriedly packed the dishes for him. In half an hour, the dishes were already cooked and ready for delivery. He took the plastic bag and drove to the hospital, stopping by the gate. 'If I deliver it to her, then she might not even eat it.'

However, this was the only way he could think of right now. A part of him desperately hoped that she could forgive him after what he had done.

After thinking for a long time, he got out of the car with his wallet. Handing a bill to one of the security guards slouching by the door, he said, "Do you mind doing me a favor?" It became a habit for Rachel to numb her nerves by digging into work. For her, it was one of the most effective ways to prevent herself from worrying over nothing.

It worked so well that she didn't even realize it was lunch time.

It wasn't until she heard a knock on a door that she finally stopped typing. "Come in."

The guard smiled awkwardly and placed a bag of food on top of her desk. "Rachel, a man asked me to bring this to you."

She already knew who the man was.

He sent her flowers in the morning and lunch in the afternoon. Did he take her as someone like Celine?

She wasn't that easy to be coaxed.

Did he really think he could buy her trust back?

She forced a smile. "Have you had lunch yet?"

"Not yet," he said. "I'll be heading to the canteen after this."

"That's good. I've already had lunch, so you could eat this." As long as Rachel knew that it was sent by Jack, she couldn't bring herself to eat it. The security guard looked over at her cautiously. "That's so kind of you, Rachel. Are you sure? Your husband brought it over personally."

"It doesn't matter." Without giving him a chance to say something else, she lowered her head and began to work.

The security guard didn't question her any further as he took the bag and left.

This job really had its benefits.

Jack had been waiting by the gate for nearly half an hour. The hospital might be large, but did it really take the man half an hour to deliver the meal? Just as he was about to look inside, the security guard finally staggered towards him with a toothpick stuck in his teeth. "You're still here, sir." The man burped loudly.

Jack waved his hand, getting rid of the scent. "Why did it take you so long? Did she accept it?"

"Yes. I saw her eat with my own eyes. After that, I went to the canteen."

The security guard decided to lie.

If he didn't, what if the man asked him to pay him back?

Jack readily believed what the man said and thought that his plan was gradually working. After thanking him, he drove away. Right at that moment, Lucas got out of the car and fixated his gaze on the direction that Jack's car had retreated to.

When Jack had gotten out of the car with the meal, Lucas had seen him. Lucas had been staying in his car for half an hour too.

After Jack left, Lucas got out of his car and entered the hospital.

He went to Rachel's office and saw her working on her computer. "Hi, Rachel," he greeted.

She greeted him back as she took out a case from the side of her table and pushed it towards him. "I went to see you this morning, but I was told you've gone out. Do you mind checking this case?

At first, I suspected that the patient might have a chest problem, but that might not be the case.

Lucas took it from her and glanced at the trash can. Instead of answering her, he asked, "What happened to you and Jack?"

As Rachel's best friends, Lea and Lucas knew her well.

He could judge from the flowers in the trash can that she and Jack had some problem.

While the nurses outside were chattering about how sweet Jack was, Lucas was the only one who saw through all the glamour. The smile on her face turned bitter. "We fought."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No."

Pursing his lips, he shrugged.

"If you want to talk about it, then I'm here."

Rachel was about to thank him when his phone rang.

He quickly grabbed his phone. In fact, it was the first time she had ever seen him so agitated.

Almost every doctor in the hospital was afraid of a phone call. A part of them always thought that it was from the hospital.

Normally, if the hospital called, it meant that there had been an accident.

Therefore, every time the phone rang, they would first glance at the number. If it was from the hospital, they would take a few seconds to breathe in and out before answering the phone. Lea had always complained about Rachel's habit.

As Rachel saw Lucas, it seemed that he acted the same as her.

He quickly hung up the phone and glanced at her. "I have something to deal with. I have to go."

He quickly ran out of her office.

However, after a while, he pushed her door open once again.

"Rachel, can you go with me? Take a half-day off,"

he said. His voice was tinged with desperation. Without even hesitating, she nodded.

As they sat in the car, Rachel finally figured out what set him off.

He met a girl during his training abroad.

Although they had only known each other for just a few days, it was as if they'd been friends for many years.

It was as if they were meant to be with each other.

However, one day, the girl suddenly disappeared without leaving a message or a phone call.

It was as if she never even existed, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Lucas sighed. "During that time, I've never felt so desperate, you know? I've been looking everywhere for her."

It was then that Rachel understood what had happened to Lucas back then.

She stayed silent.

"I'd already given up. I thought that it was good that the relationship had finally ended in good terms. At least, it leaves a good memory,

but I didn't expect to see her again on my blind date with another woman."

'The blind date?'

Rachel remembered that Lucas had disappeared for a short time during a banquet.

Lucas turned the steering wheel and parked the car in the underground garage. "She's Claris' cousin, Iris Ying."

After returning from the hospital,

Jack didn't go back to the company. Instead, he spent the whole afternoon cooking for Rachel.

There was music, French cuisine, flowers... All he was waiting for was the hostess.

Jack sat on the sofa and watched TV as he waited for her. He didn't expect that she wouldn't return till late at night.

He tried calling her, but her phone was turned off.

Rachel yawned and took out the key to open the door. The light emanating from the TV caused her to squint.

She glanced at Jack's stiff figure. His gaze was dull as he stared at the television screen.

'What's his problem?

What happened?'

Different questions entered her mind. A part of her wanted to look, but she quickly withdrew herself once she stepped forward.

Rachel coughed and went upstairs.

Jack glanced at his watch and found that he had been sitting there for a long time. He looked up at the second floor where the lights were turned on, and he slowly walked up.

Author's note

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Translator: Scarlett5555