Rachel comforted Andy for a while and didn't ask further questions. A few minutes later, a nurse walked
into the ward to check on Bill.
While the nurse talked to Andy, Rachel quietly put down the half-eaten apple and wiped her hands with
a tissue. Her stomach was so full that she couldn't eat anything, but she had taken the apple from the
old man anyway so as to not seem rude.
When she left the ward, she would take the leftover apple with her.
For now, she turned her eyes to the nurse, who was in the middle of explaining the situation.
After listening for a while, Rachel realized that the nurse wasn't telling them anything she didn't already
know. For now, they needed to wait for the patient to wake up.
Since there was nothing of interest to her in what the nurse was saying, she lowered her head and
played with the hemline of her beautiful long dress, which had gotten dirty while she was running.
As she flicked the dust off it, she couldn't help but smile in amusement.
After all, there was no way to salvage this dress now; she would have to throw it away.
Anyway, it was all for a good deed. She checked her watch and found that it had been twenty minutes
since she had talked to Jack on the phone.
The hospital was not far from the villa. The ambulance had arrived in ten minutes, so a normal civilian
should be able to arrive in fifteen minutes or so. However, Jack was taking longer than usual.
Biting her lip, Rachel wondered if something had happened to him.
At the villa, Jack was walking through the garden lost in thought.
He had the same sense of foreboding that Rachel was feeling.
Why did something bad happen every time he and Rachel attended a banquet together?
He decided that he wouldn't bring Rachel with him next time, or if he did, he would keep a close eye on
her. Only by staying with her all the time could he ensure that she was safe.
He hadn't expected to see Celine at the banquet, especially in such a messy situation.
As he was walking through the garden,
he heard something that sounded like a soft moan from a woman.
He looked at the bushes where the sound was coming from,
disgust evident in his eyes.
'These people are really not picky. They're just doing whatever they want in another person's house,'
he thought with disdain as he walked away.
However, he had barely taken a few steps when heard a small scream from the bushes.
This time, he stopped in his tracks and squinted at the bushes to see what was going on. But before he
could move closer, he heard some rustling from the grass.
He thought that a couple was having sex hidden in the bushes, so he didn't want to linger here any
longer.
He pursed his lips and turned to leave.
But before he could, a beautiful woman suddenly rushed out from the bushes. Her clothes were torn
here and there, and there were twigs and leaves stuck in her messy hair.
Her eyes were full of fear and she almost fell as she stumbled forward.
Jack, who hadn't seen her face clearly, stepped aside subconsciously.
The woman also took a step back in surprise as she hadn't expected to run into anyone here.
Just then, there was a faint voice cursing from the bushes. Upon hearing this, the woman's face turned
pale and she subconsciously glanced at the person in front of her.
It was only when their eyes met that they both froze, stunned.
The man she had been cautious of after unexpectedly running into him was none other than Jack, who
was hurriedly leaving the house.
Jack, too, had never expected the woman stumbling out of the bushes to be Celine.
Before he could react, she lifted the hemline of her skirt and fell into his arms.
Every time she felt sad or aggrieved, she would seek comfort in his arms like this.
Jack reflexively supported her with his hands.
Feeling like she had grasped a piece of floating wood in the tumultuous sea, she held his arms tightly
and burst out crying.
"Jack..."
At the same time, Jack's hands fell on her slender arms.
Under the dim light of the lamp, they hugged each other.
Any third person who was watching the scene would think that they were a couple. However, Jack
didn't have time to think about this.
He was much more worried about why Celine was still here, and in this condition, no less.
Celine wrapped her arms around him, and for a moment, Jack couldn't push her away.
There was panic written all over her beautiful face.
It was obvious that something bad had happened to her. His narrow eyes slightly darkened as he
prepared for the worst.
The truth was, when Celine had first seen a man in front of her, she had been overcome with fear.
But when she had recognized him as Jack, she felt like God himself had appeared in front of her.
Unable to control herself, she threw herself into his arms and began sobbing.
For a while, she thought that it was just an illusion that provided her some comfort and support.
But after embracing him for a few seconds, she finally realized that the man in front of her was real.
Seeing Celine in such an emotional state, Jack didn't have the heart to push her away immediately.
Besides, his mind was filled with thoughts about why she was in such a state.
At that moment, Celine looked up at him with watery eyes and streaks of tears all over her cheeks.
However, there were also several drops of unknown liquid sprayed on her face. After taking a closer
look, Jack felt his stomach drop.
Finally, he pushed her away and asked in a cold voice, "What happened?"
As he wiped the strange liquid off her face, he found that it was sticky with a foul smell.
He glanced subconsciously at the place where Celine had run out. Once again, she leaned against him
as if she couldn't stand on her own anymore.
With a pale face, she raised her trembling hand and pointed to the bushes. In a feeble voice, she said,
"I... I... I killed someone. Jack... what should I do? I killed him!"
At the hospital, Rachel looked at her watch once again. More than twenty-five minutes had passed, but
there was still no sign of Jack. Perhaps something had happened to delay him.
Although Andy was worried about Bill, part of his attention was still on Rachel, and he noticed that she
seemed to be looking at her watch quite frequently.
After a while, he asked, "Miss Shen, is everything okay? Is there anything urgent you need to attend
to?"
Rachel smiled shyly, feeling a little awkward. "Nothing like that."
It was not that she wanted to leave as soon as possible. However, quite a while ago, Jack had told her
that he was coming to pick her up. Why hadn't he arrived or at least contacted her since then?
She couldn't help but wonder if something bad had happened.
After all, every time the two of them went out to a banquet together, they would encounter a bad
incident.
It was actually amusing, in a way. Rachel wondered what could have gone wrong besides what had
happened to her earlier.
Unsatisfied with Rachel's answer, Andy studied her face.
Remembering how she had walked out of the banquet with them without a second thought while
wearing this gorgeous dress,
he suddenly felt embarrassed.
After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Are you waiting for someone? How about I ask the driver to
drive you back?"
"It's not urgent," Rachel said with a reassuring smile. Then, without thinking, she added, "I'm waiting for
my husband to pick me up."
It was the first time that Rachel had so casually referred to Jack as her husband.
Her ears turned red. Fortunately, Andy was the only one here to see it.
Surprise flashed across the old man's face. "You're married?"
Rachel nodded with a smile.
Andy shook his head in happy disbelief. "You young people these days either marry early or end up like
Bill, alone even in their thirties."
Hearing this, Rachel almost burst into laughter. She hadn't expected him to say something like this.
As if realizing that he had done something wrong, Andy straightened up.
Even though Bill was unconscious, it was probably not right for him to discuss his private affairs in front
of others.
Back when Bill had been in love with a girl surnamed Su,
he had always said that he would get married soon.
Andy raised his hand, put it against his lips and shushed, looking at Rachel with wide eyes like a child.
Amused but understanding what was going on, Rachel raised her hand and shushed back in response.
Andy walked over to her and whispered,
"He will be upset if he hears me." Rachel could barely control her laughter
upon hearing that.
"Although he's still asleep,
he can probably hear me," he grumbled.
Rachel smiled, finding it amusing that just until moments ago, Andy had been worried sick about Bill,
but now, he had begun to complain about him.
The relationship between these two people was an interesting one.
Moreover, Andy was the cutest old man she had ever met!
After Andy wiped Bill's hands and feet, he went to the bathroom to wash the towel. Feeling bored and
restless, Rachel picked up the half-eaten apple and took another bite. From time to time, she glanced
down at her phone, but there was still no intimation from Jack. 'What's going on?' she wondered.
More than thirty minutes had passed. There was no way it would take this long to get here from the
villa.
It was almost as if their relationship was cursed. Every time they attended such parties together, they
would face some difficulty or the other.
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