Jack raised his head and looked upstairs. Then, he began walking up.
At the same time, Rachel arrived at the hospital exactly ten minutes before they were scheduled to
leave.
When she arrived, the supervisor was taking attendance and arranging everyone who was taking part
in the conference and training.
After greeting each other, they all got into the private bus and headed straight to the airport. They were
scheduled to arrive in the neighboring province at 9 am.
On the way, Rachel idly looked down at her phone, wondering if Eric would wreck her house while she
was gone.
Just as she checked the time and was about to turn off the screen, she received a text message.
Rachel's heart skipped a beat in anticipation, but when she saw that it was just a promotional message,
she frowned in disappointment.
What had she been looking forward to, anyway?
Seeing that one of her colleagues was coming to talk to her, she turned off the phone and raised her
head to chat with that person.
The truth was, Rachel had forgotten that she had blocked Jack's number that day.
Since his number was in her blacklist, she wouldn't receive calls or messages from him even if he tried
to contact her.
Meanwhile, at Rachel's house, Eric was very sleepy after taking a shower.
He threw his bath towel down, slumped into the bed, and fell asleep in less than a minute.
When Jack reached the landing of the second floor,
he heard loud snoring coming from one of the rooms.
For a few moments, he froze, feeling as if his head had been smashed heavily with a hammer.
It was obvious that the snoring was coming from a man.
However, it didn't make sense for a man to be sleeping here so early in the morning, unless...
'Is it possible that he stayed here overnight?'
As soon as the thought entered his mind, he felt a fire rise from the bottom of his heart, causing him to
lose all reason.
Glaring fiercely, he walked straight toward the bedroom door at the end of the hall, but when he passed
the guest room, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to the door.
The door of the guest room was open just a crack, and this is where the sound of snoring was coming
from.
Without hesitation, he threw the door open and stormed inside angrily. 'Damn it! Who dared to stay the
night here?'
The door slammed against the wall, but the noise didn't wake up the man who was asleep face-down in
the bed, wrapped in a quilt.
Jack walked over to the bed with the same furious momentum, but when his eyes fell on the man's
naked back, he stopped.
There was a long faded scar running down the man's back from his shoulder to his waist.
Of course, Jack immediately recognized him.
His anger dissipated out of him like air rushing out of a balloon. Gently prodding Eric's arm, he said,
"Eric, wake up.
Get up.
Eric!"
However, Eric stayed motionless like a dead body, completely undisturbed by all the noise. The only
sign that he was alive was his loud snoring. Jack dimly wondered if he should take a photo of Eric like
this to blackmail him later and smiled to himself.
But with the scar on his back, Eric actually looked quite cool, so Jack decided against it.
Unable to wake the boy up, he helplessly ran his hand through his hair and whispered, "You're lucky
you have such a cool scar."
Then, he walked out of the guest room and searched the rest of the house for Rachel, but she was
nowhere to be found.
Why had she left the house so early? After trying to think of a reason and failing, Jack called her again,
but there was no answer.
With a deep sigh, he went back to the guest room once more and turned Eric over to face him.
However, Eric continued to snore. Jack patted him on the face and said loudly, "Eric!
Eric? Wake up! Get up!
Eric!"
Annoyed by the noise, Eric finally stirred a little and slapped Jack's hand away.
"Don't bother me!" he snapped with his eyes closed before turning over onto the bed.
Jack tutted in annoyance. He didn't want to leave without finding out about Rachel's whereabouts. Just
then, an idea struck him, and he went downstairs and opened the fridge.
Then, he filled a bowl with some ice cubes.
When he went back upstairs, the sleeping boar was still snoring.
Jack stepped forward and calmly put an ice cube on Eric's neck.
A few seconds later, the man in the bed suddenly screamed and jumped up. He reached out his hand
to touch the back of his neck, but he was too sleepy to realize what had happened.
All he knew was that a cold sting had woken him up. As he cursed in a low voice, he raised his head
and looked at the man who was standing in front of his bed with his arms crossed.
"Why are you here?" he asked with a frown. Judging from his voice, it was obvious that he was still
half-asleep.
Jack hadn't expected his idea to be so effective and hesitated whether to do it again.
But when Eric closed his eyes again and leaned back toward the bed, Jack put another ice cube on his
neck.
This time, Eric finally woke up. When he saw Jack, he looked at him as if he had seen a ghost. "You!
You're the one who did that!"
"What did I do?" Jack asked innocently as he put the bowl aside with a smile. "I just wanted to wake
you up. Why are you getting so angry for that? It's not like I threw a bucket of water over you."
Eric clenched his teeth in anger for a while. Before Eric could curse him,
Jack cut in. "I just want to know something important. After that, you can go back to sleep. I won't
disturb you."
'Son of a bitch!' Eric rubbed his short hair irritably and roared, "Are you insane? I just fell asleep! Why
did you have to wake me up?" Jack continued to stare at him innocently and said,
"I'm so sorry! But I'm in a hurry. Where is Rachel?"
Hearing this, Eric froze. With a stiff expression, he looked up at Jack and narrowed his eyes. "Don't tell
me that that's the important thing you want to know."
Jack nodded.
'I have never seen such a shameless man before! Is this the reason why he woke me up? He's
definitely insane!'
Eric was so irritated that he almost wanted to rush forward and tear the man up into pieces. He then lay
back and pulled the quilt up to his chin. "You're crazy! Can't you just call and ask her?"
However, Jack reached out and pulled the quilt off Eric. "I can't get through to her," he said flatly.
Eric stared back blankly at Jack, feeling stupefied.
"So tell me where she is," Jack continued.
Looking at the desperate expression on his face, Eric sneered. "Maybe she doesn't want to talk to you,"
he said jokingly without thinking.
Jack pulled over a chair and sat in front of the bed.
"What are you doing?" Eric asked with a frown.
"I just want to know two things. Where is Rachel?
And how has her mood been these days?" Jack asked, staring intently at Eric.
'Wait, something's wrong. That thing I said as a joke...is it actually true?'
By now, Eric was wide awake. He sat up on the bed and looked Jack up and down.
Then, he laughed and teased, "Wow, what's wrong? Did you piss her off so much that she doesn't even
want to talk to you? You guys seemed to be getting along the last time I came to your house."
Ignoring his laughter, Jack prompted again, "Can you please just tell me where she is?"
Although Jack hadn't answered his questions, Eric knew that he had guessed right.
"What did you do to make her angry?" he asked casually.
Jack squinted at Eric. Once upon a time, this guy had been scared to death of him! But now, he was
laughing at him and even teasing him.
After all, Jack was the one asking for his help. In fact, Eric was so ecstatic that he no longer felt sleepy
at all.
As if to bring Jack back to earth, he coughed with his fist to his mouth. "Why aren't you answering? I
won't help you unless you tell me."
Jack ignored his questions once again and said,
"Just tell me, has she gone to work?"
"No, she is on a business trip," Eric finally answered. Then, with a smirk, he added, "But I won't tell you
where she went."
Jack was stunned.
"Please tell me."
Eric snorted. Did Jack really think that he would get the answers so easily after waking him up from his
sweet slumber?
No way! Jack had pulled him out of his dreams in such a cruel way.
Eric shook his cellphone in front of Jack on purpose. "Since you can't get through to her, should I try?"
Jack had an urge to hit Eric, but he just said coldly,
"Please call her for me."
"Okay." Eric shrugged.
He dialed Rachel's number and waited for it to be connected.
A few moments later, the call was answered and Eric switched on the speakerphone. "Rachel!" he
shouted cheerfully.
Rachel had already arrived at the airport and was waiting to board the plane.
She glanced at her watch and frowned in confusion. "Didn't you go to bed?"
"Yes, but a dog barking woke me up." He lied through his teeth and threw a challenging glance at Jack.
But Jack just stared back indifferently. Then, he reached out, signaling for Eric to hand over the phone
to him.
However, Eric was unwilling to cooperate with him. He pretended not to see Jack and asked, "Anyway,
where are you now?"
"I will cross the security check in ten minutes. What's wrong? Why did you call me?"
"Nothing, nothing. I just wanted to talk to you."
Jack's eyes darkened a little, but Eric continued fearlessly, "By the way, is there anything wrong with
your mobile phone?"
Rachel didn't understand why Eric was asking her such random questions and had half a mind to tell
him to hang up and go to bed.
Nevertheless, she answered, "No, there's nothing wrong with my phone. What's the matter?"
Eric held the phone in front of Jack so that the latter could clearly hear Rachel's answer.
Unexpectedly, Jack snatched the phone away from him!
Suddenly, Rachel heard Eric say, "Give it back to me!" "What did you say?" she asked suspiciously.
'What's going on with him?' she wondered.
As soon as Jack got his hands on the phone, he stood up from the chair and rushed outside. Eric
immediately rushed after him, but Jack slammed the door close and locked him inside the room.
He angrily pounded at the door and asked Jack to let him out.
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