Since Jack asked about the parents, Rachel suddenly felt sorry for Mendes. In a soft voice, she
explained, "His parents left him alone."
'So she decided to volunteer as a babysitter? When did doctors start to do charity work?'
Thinking carefully, Jack remembered meeting her with the boy twice already.
He didn't see Rachel as a woman whose kindness would extend up to the point of taking care of
somebody's child. In his eyes, it was true that he saw women as gentle and fragile.
They were the ones who would like to have a puppy or kitten as a pet and exclaim in their cutesy
voices, "It is so cute. I love it so much!"
Or, they could just simply act as soft and weak if opportunities permitted them to.
Obviously, Rachel did not belong to that group of women. He vividly remembered the day she smashed
Eric's hand without blinking.
He didn't like Rachel for she was so cruel to her cousin. But now, she was so soft and kind, as if she
was a totally different person.
'Could women change their dispositions in a snap of their fingers?' Jack pondered confused.
Unknowingly, he started to become interested in Rachel.
When he started to think about her, he deliberately stopped himself and made sure that his mind
exerted effort to avoid thinking anything connected with her. This was his way not to develop deeper
feelings for her.
Another ten minutes had passed, Jack was a hundred percent sure that Mendes was definitely in a
dreamland now.
Lifting the quilt, Rachel stood up and said, "Get up and transfer him on my side."
Slowly, Jack stood up too. Rachel, on the other side, turned on the floor lamp. She smoothed the bed
sheet on the side and arranged the pillows. She then looked at Jack and signaled to him to get ready.
"Be careful. Put him here."
Cautiously, Jack picked Mendes up and moved him to Rachel's place. As another layer of precaution,
she placed a thick carpet on the floor to lessen the impact in case Mendes fell.
After carefully moving Mendes on the other side, Jack finally sighed in relief.
Opposite him, Rachel bent and tucked Mendes in the quilt.
That was when he smelled her scent again. Though it was faint, Jack thought it was really nice. On the
other hand, Rachel had no idea of her effect on Jack.
Looking down at her, Jack saw her neck, fair and smooth. When she moved again to lift the quilt and
cover Mendes up the waist, he glimpsed her delicate collarbone and generous chest.
Cursing in his mind, he hurriedly looked away. He didn't dare to look at her anymore. He lay down
instead and buried himself under the quilt. In a cold voice, he said, "I'm going to sleep now."
Used to his mood, Rachel didn't feel anything unusual. When she lay down beside him, he could smell
her scent better.
Her scent was not strong. And, it was very fragrant.
Confused, Jack took a deep breath. If the scent was not a perfume, was it a shampoo or a body wash?
'Why does she smell so good? What does she use?'
After several turns and tosses, Rachel's breathing became deeper and longer.
However, in the midst of darkness, Jack was still wide awake and was staring blankly at the ceiling.
Wanting to go to the balcony to smoke, he turned on the bedside lamp. When he turned his head on
the other side, the beautiful sight stunned him.
Lying on her side, Rachel faced the child. Her long black hair was all over her body and on the bed.
Only a small part of her neck was exposed. She was so beautiful like a piece of white jade.
He could even imagine how soft and delicate her body was under his touch.
That night gave Jack a beautiful dream. Her eyes so clear were looking at him shyly and tenderly. Her
lips so red were slightly parted.
In a sweet and tender voice, she whispered, "Jack..."
Suddenly, he opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the white ceiling. Stunned, it took him a
moment to realize where he was. Then, he felt something warm rush towards his lower part of his body,
particularly in the direction between his thighs. For a while, he couldn't move. All he could do was purse
his thin lips together.
Slowly, he turned his head to the side. What he saw was Mendes sleeping soundly.
'What a relief!' Jack thought. Sitting up, he snatched the quilt and got out of the bed. He had an
erection!
His face darkened as he walked to the bathroom.
Since he was a teenager, he had never been short of women. He had never had such a dream since
after puberty.
Coming out after a cold shower, Jack saw that Rachel had returned in the bedroom.
Deep in thought, he was wondering if she noticed something unusual this morning. Specifically, if she
heard him say something in his sleep.
Jack took a fast glance at Rachel. Then, he went to the walk-in closet to get dressed.
Seeing his frosty expression early in the morning made Rachel a bit confused. But, she didn't ask.
Anyway, as far as she was concerned, he always looked like that. It was not something new.
Meanwhile, the boy was still sleeping soundly with his hands stretched upward.
Since it was still early, Rachel wasn't in a hurry to leave. Looking at Mendes, she moved him a bit from
the edge of the bed and tucked him in.
She found this a good opportunity to get an answer from the question she posed yesterday.
Understanding the situation, Rachel believed that Jack could find a better solution to speed up their
divorce.
When he returned to the bedroom, Jack saw Mendes still sleeping soundly and Rachel sitting quietly.
The sex dream he had still had a great influence on him. Thus, he felt uncomfortable around Rachel.
Suddenly, Rachel stood up and stepped towards him. Then, she asked, "Have you thought about it?
Can you give me an answer?"
Stunned, he asked, "What is it all about?"
"Divorce."
Remembering the additional requirement made Jack more embarrassed.
In a hard voice, he answered, "Sign the divorce agreement if you want. Is there something else you
want to say?"
"Fine, I will sign. You go talk to your father now." What she meant was for Jack to solve his family's
problem.
For Jack, he felt she was taking advantage of him. He countered, "We should solve this together. We'll
explain to Dad when we see him later."
Raising her brow, Rachel replied in a dismissive manner, "As I said before, I will accept his proposal. If
you agree, then everything will be simpler and easier. When the time's up, we'll go straight to the Civil
Affairs Bureau to process our divorce."
Looking at her in disbelief, Jack was dumbfounded. "What on earth did he say to you, Rachel? Did he
brainwash you?"
'Me? Brainwashed?' Laughing silently to herself, Rachel replied, "No, he did not." She really couldn't
figure out what was running in his head.
Turning around, she looked at Mendes who was still sleeping.
Afraid of waking up the kid, she took a step forward and pulled Jack to the balcony.
Opening the curtains, she pushed the French door open. Jack stepped out first, and Rachel followed.
Then, she closed the door behind her.
"We are going to solve this problem one day at a time. Don't worry," Jack said.
This time, Rachel completely agreed with him. "Right. That's the best step, I think."
Since divorce was just right at the corner, they should not waste any more time.
Gazing at her deep, black eyes, Jack remarked, "You're so strange, Rachel. Before, you didn't want a
divorce. But now, you suddenly agreed. Why?"
Analyzing the person in front of him, he realized that his father's attitude was as bizarre as hers. His
father didn't allow him to divorce Rachel, while Rachel would rather die than divorce him.
Then, out of the blue, his father suddenly agreed to give him his freedom. And, most importantly, it only
took Jonathan's words for Rachel to also agree.
Now, he couldn't help wondering if there was any catch underneath that divorce agreement.
Hearing his question, Rachel burst out laughing. Squinting at him, she said, "What was your
description? You said I didn't want a divorce. Did I really say that?"
On second thought, he was speechless. He didn't know how to answer her question. Indeed, Rachel
never said something like that.
She only said she wouldn't divorce once, but it was to make Celine jealous.
When he opened the divorce topic to her before, she either refused to talk to him or promised to agree
as long as Jonathan allowed it.
Every time she said that, Jack thought Rachel was just adorning herself with borrowed plumes. He
thought that she was just asking Jonathan's help not to agree.
Obviously, that was not the case. In reality, Rachel and Jonathan were always on the same boat.
She wouldn't divorce if his father didn't agree. When his father finally approved, she immediately
agreed without question.
When he thought it through, Jack was frustrated. What did Rachel take him for?
But as for the conspiracy Jack mentioned, Rachel was not in the mood to think if it was true.
Making a point, Rachel said, "I really don't understand what is going on in that brain of yours. Haven't
you always wanted a divorce? Now that it's within your reach, why are you having second thoughts? I
really think that there is something wrong with you."
Frowning, he was about to say something when she interrupted him.
Raising her hand, Rachel motioned for him to stop. Clearing up her throat, she asked suddenly, "Are
you worried that the agreement will affect your relationship with Celine?"
Seeing doubts formed in her eyes, Jack narrowed his eyes and got angry at her.
'What did she take me for? Am I a person who always allows Celine to dictate and manipulate my life?'
Controlling himself not to blurt out what he thought, he didn't want to face the truth that Rachel agreed
with his line of thinking.
Admittedly, there were times that he went against Rachel because of Celine. Maybe, because of those
decisions, he hurt her indirectly.
Thinking about those times, he realized that everything happened when he mentioned Celine.
Therefore, he chose to keep silent and not to answer her question. But, Rachel continued, "Is she
afraid that something might happen between us?"
Hearing Rachel's question, Jack's face changed abruptly. When Rachel noticed his expression, she
knew her suspicions were correct. And, she understood his situation.
However, what Rachel didn't know was the real reason behind Jack's angry expression. What she
thought never crossed his mind. Instead, her question reminded him of his sex dream last night.
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