My Darling, My Dearest

The excuse was pretty lame.

Fortunately, Billy didn't think too much into it. Instead, he raised his hand and ran his fingers down her locks. "Where do you live? Do you mind taking me upstairs with you? I don't want to wait for you outside the building like a fool next time."

"Okay."

Rachel changed from her formal dress into more casual clothing. After sitting for a while, Bill left. She tidied herself up and walked to the hospital.

When the shop assistant saw Jack entering the store, she immediately walked up to him.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

Jack glanced around and pointed at a phone sitting on top of the counter, indicating that he wanted to take a closer look.

The assistant quickly unlocked the glass and handed it to him. "You have good taste, sir. Is it for your girlfriend? This phone is far more suitable for women with its great camera and effects." Jack's thumb grazed across the pink backdrop of the phone before taking out his card. "Pack it for me."

He drove to the hospital and planned to give Rachel the phone.

Once he saw her walking into the office, he handed her the phone with a smile. "I broke your phone last night, so I bought one for you."

Not expecting him to do this, Rachel scratched the back of her neck and pulled out the very same phone from her pocket. "I've also bought a new one."

It would be inconvenient for her to live without a phone even for a day, so she asked Lucas to fill in for her for an hour. She went to the nearby mobile phone store and bought one within ten minutes.

"Just in case."

Jack still insisted in putting the phone on her table.

Rachel didn't want to say anything more to him. She gazed at him indifferently. "I have something else to do," she stated.

It was obvious that she was asking him to leave.

Jack sat in the car for a long time as he rubbed the space in between his eyebrows. His forehead creased, showing his exhaustion.

He couldn't help but recall what had happened last night. It seemed that he was being too impulsive.

Just as he was thinking of what to do next, his phone vibrated. Suddenly, messages from Celine popped up on his screen.

On the other side of the City, Celine sneezed and threw her tissue into the trash can.

She stared at her phone for a long time, only to receive no response.

Last night, she stood at the entrance of the hotel for more than two hours.

Although there were taxi cabs waiting for her, she thought that Jack would be coming to pick her up, so she refused them without any hesitation.

She was hoping that Jack's car would come back to pick her up.

However, as the skies darkened before her, she had no other choice but to walk slowly back to her hotel in her high heels.

The cold night blew her over, causing her to catch a cold. Of course, she could blame no one but Rachel.

If Rachel didn't show up, then Jack wouldn't have left her.

Thinking of this, her eyes flashed. After changing her clothes, Celine called Tracy. "Hi, this is Celine. Are you free, Aunt Tracy?" "Why?" Tracy's voice was clipped and emotionless.

"I have a set of skin care products for you," she said. "I could drop them off today."

"I'll be going out."

In the past few years, not only had Celine tried her best to stick to Jack, but she had also bought gifts to please Tracy from time to time. "Okay, I'll wait for you at the cafe near your house."

Celine bought a bag of skin care products with her and arrived there in advance. She ordered a cup of coffee for Tracy and a glass of water for herself. Although the cold wasn't as serious, when she saw Tracy coming in, she pretended to cough violently. Her cheeks flushed.

Tracy raised her eyebrow. "Did you catch a cold?"

She nodded and handed the skin care products to her. "You can try. If you think they're good, then I can ask my friend to buy another set."

The set of skin care products wasn't cheap. Tracy asked, "How much is it? I'll give you the money." "There's no need."

Faced with the cash that Tracy tried to hand over, Celine was very tempted to take them. However, she stopped herself. This was already a way for her to please the Fu family and set the foundation if she would ever be with Jack.

"How about dinner then?"

To her surprise, Celine also refused. "Some other time. I caught a cold today, and I'm afraid that you'll get infected if we have dinner."

'Poor girl,' she thought. Tracy didn't know what else to say anymore. After a moment of silence, she slowly nodded. "I'll wait for you to recover then."

"I'll go first." Celine smiled and paid for the coffee before leaving.

Tracy couldn't help but feel sorry for the woman.

With a heavy bag of skin care products in her hand, Tracy walked back home. During that time, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

Although she didn't like Celine, she was still a better candidate for her son than other women surrounding him.

In the past three years that Celine had been with Jack, she had changed from a girl who knew absolutely nothing to a mature woman who could handle herself. Tracy herself had witnessed such a change. Besides, it wouldn't be good for her son to just stay single all his life.

Jack wasn't in the mood to work the entire day. After he sat back down in his office, he found that he couldn't even concentrate on the documents on his desk.

All of a sudden, his phone vibrated. Jack quickly opened to check who messaged him. When he saw that it was his mother, he couldn't help but sigh in disappointment. "Have dinner at home tonight. You're required to be here!" it said.

In the living room of the Fu family, Jonathan couldn't help but notice how much Tracy walked around from the kitchen to the dining room.

Not being able to take it anymore, he set his newspaper on the side and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I asked Jack to have dinner with us. I've cooked up all his favorite dishes." Tracy rolled up her sleeves as she asked the maid to clean the table. Jonathan sneered. "Why?"

Ever since Rachel left, the man disliked Jack more and more.

Jonathan used to say how capable his son was, but seeing as he couldn't be a man enough to keep his wife, he changed his mind. It was obvious that he was disappointed in his own son. It was said that men were responsible for their family and their careers, but Jack couldn't even manage his own family.

Of course, Jack knew that his father was still angry with him, so the two didn't talk much at dinner. During the meal, the only sound they could here was each other's slurps and chewing.

Jonathan placed his chopsticks down and wiped his mouth. "I'm full," he said curtly. Without another word, he walked upstairs with his crutch.

Tracy immediately picked up a piece of spareribs and placed it in his bowl. "Eat more," she insisted. "Your father is just like this. Ignore him. "Why did you ask me to come back for dinner, Mom?"

Jack knew that she wouldn't ask him to come over if she didn't want to tell him something.

She swallowed her food and put her chopsticks on the table. "How is your relationship with Celine now?"

"Why?" Jack frowned.

"She's been by your side this whole time. Do you have any plans in the future?"

Hearing this, Jack lost his appetite. He stopped what he was doing and stared at him. "I've told you that I have nothing to do with her." "Nothing to do with her?" She smiled. "From what I remembered, you're the one who swore to marry her, didn't you?"

Hearing her mention the past, Jack's face darkened. "The past is the past, Mom," he said seriously. "I have nothing to do with her anymore. Don't mention her again." After saying that, he wasn't in the mood to sit around anymore.

Staring at his retreating figure, Tracy sighed in frustration. "You'll be single all your life," she warned. "If you want that, then fine! I don't want anything to do with you." At that time, in a hotpot restaurant, Rachel carefully placed a plate of pig brain into the pot.

Eric wrinkled his nose in disgust. "I don't even know why you're eating this."

"What's wrong with it? Do you want to try?" Rachel handed the pig brain to him. He rolled his eyes at her. Seeing as he didn't want to try, she smiled and placed it on her plate.

Just as she was about to get off work that day, she received a call from Eric. He invited her to eat hot pot with him.

She was actually planning to finish her medical article at home that night, but when she saw that the restaurant was serving pig brains, she readily agreed. Rachel glanced at him. "Why aren't you eating?" "I have something to ask you." Eric didn't smile back.

"You better not talk to me about that during dinner, or I won't be able to eat," she warned. Seeing his serious face, she knew what he was going to ask her something.

However, Eric ignored her request. "You told me that it wasn't convenient for us to talk about it last night, so we're talking about it now," he stated. "Why did you leave three years ago?"

Author's note

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Translator: Scarlett5555