Rachel was surprised that Jack arrived early.
"I had nothing to do in the company. Are you done? I want to take you out to dinner tonight."
Rachel had always liked French cuisine. Coincidentally, there was a new French restaurant that just
opened in the west of the city.
After cleaning up the items on her desk, they left.
Jack quickly held her hand, interlocking their fingers.
Rachel flushed as his hand grazed against hers. She struggled under his grip, but it was no use.
Holley slowly came out from the shadows and stared blankly at the two retreating figures. Her face
paled at the sight. "Why did she come back?" she whispered to herself.
The newly opened restaurant was filled with customers.
Fortunately, Jack had booked the table. When they arrived, they crossed through the long queue and
walked into the restaurant.
"What do you want to eat?" Jack handed the menu to Rachel.
French cuisine was famous for its exquisite flavor, which was one of the aspects that Rachel liked.
The delicate and intricate catering suited her taste.
Rachel ordered a sirloin steak for herself and lobster for Jack. When the waiter took their orders and
left, she smiled. "Don't you feel bothered that I helped you decide it?"
"Of course not." Jack knew that she would only do this to the people she was very close to. This was
why he was more than happy to nod with her order.
Given the busy atmosphere, the service was slow, which gave them a chance to talk with each other.
Jack told Rachel what Henry had told them. "His grandmother felt so guilty that she sends fresh
vegetables and tonics to them personally every day," he explained.
However, she was still reluctant in bringing them back home, given Alice's present.
This was why they needed to lie low for a while.
"After all, Alice is her daughter." Rachel sighed. She couldn't help but feel sorry for Lea.
Jack poured a glass of red wine for himself and water for her. "They need to solve this quickly. It
wouldn't be good for both sides if they continue to drag it out," he said.
Just then, Rachel's phone rang. "Hello?"
Her face paled at the sound.
In the emergency room at the hospital, the beds were filled with children from four to five years old.
Sobs and whimpers filled her ears from the other end of the line.
"Rachel, I'm so sorry for calling you, but we need an extra set of hands." After hanging up, Cara quickly
grabbed some bandages and walked to help a child.
Rachel didn't waste any time as she rushed back to the hospital.
A school bus ran into the national highway. Dozens of children were injured because they didn't fasten
their seat belts properly. Given the impact, some of them even sported some broken bones.
A nurse hurried towards her and pulled her aside. "Rachel," she said anxiously. "A child lost his
consciousness."
Holley didn't expect that Rachel would come to help.
Holley was the one in charge of the child. She thought he only suffered from bruises, but it seemed that
it wasn't the case. The child had gone into a coma, and his pulse was growing weaker and weaker. She
quickly called the nurse to find a doctor from the cardiology department.
"Excuse me, please." Rachel couldn't help but feel distressed at the sight of the child losing
consciousness. At this point, an operation was vital.
Holley was so immersed in her own thoughts that she didn't snap back into reality until a nurse pulled
her by the arm.
'Rachel must've known that I was the one behind her accident, so why is she so calm?' she wondered.
After a while, Rachel was finally done. She took off her gloves. "The patient his recovered her
heartbeat. You'll take it over from here."
There was complete silence as Holley stared at Rachel in bewilderment.
Feeling strange, the nurse was the one who bowed in respect. "Thank you, Rachel."
Rachel just nodded and turned to leave.
Now that she had solved this problem, she needed to go and see if the other patients were doing well.
For these children, she must make sure that their hearts were well-protected. Given their age, their
ribcages might not be able to handle the impact.
It was only after she took her first few steps that Holley shouted, "Rachel."
"Yes?" She turned.
'How could she be so calm? Didn't she know that I had done something behind her back?'
Holley wondered.
Back when Rachel was still hospitalized, Holley saw a letter taped to her door to her house after getting
off work one day.
"You'll be responsible for what you've done sooner or later!" it read.
On the back of the letter showed a picture of her and another woman having sex.
Back then, she thought that Rachel must've had something to do with this.
Seeing as Holley didn't answer her, Rachel turned and left. She had other children to get to.
She had only met Holley a few times, and they barely knew each other.
'She is acting so strange,' Rachel thought.
However, she simply shrugged it off. There wasn't any time to think of measly things like this. Right
now, her priority was her patients.
The school bus only had thirty seats, yet it took on forty-five students.
Several kids were severely injured from the crash.
In fact, Rachel had to go through seven operations that night. When she was finally finished with the
last one, her vision was already blurring and her hands were numb by her sides.
She slowly walked back to her office as her head pounded in pain. At least she was done. When she
opened her door, she saw Jack sitting behind her desk.
Her eyes widened in surprise. "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to bring you breakfast as well as take you home."
He smiled and placed a bowl of steaming wantons onto her desk.
Her mouth watered almost immediately. Although she had eaten dinner last night, the operations had
not only made her exhausted but also extremely hungry. "How do you know that I like wantons?"
It seemed that they'd already come to understand each other.
Jack patted her on the head. She was still wearing a cap due to being in the operating room for a long
time. "I'm smart, plus I know you." He smirked in satisfaction.
He had noticed that Rachel always came home with a bowl of wontons in her hands after she finished
her night shift.
Last night, when she received a phone call, Jack persuaded her to refuse. But after seeing the anxiety
written all over her face, he gave up and drove her back to the hospital.
Knowing that she would be busy, he decided to bring breakfast to her.
Rachel finished her wontons quickly. In fact, she had wiped the entire bowl clean. When she looked up,
the exhaustion in her eyes seemed to have vanished.
After sending his wife home, Jack turned around and returned to his company.
"Mr. Fu, this is the schedule provided by the advertising department. I've already checked it, and it
seems plausible," Austin said, handing the document in his hand. However, he didn't leave his spot.
Jack raised his eyebrows. "Is there something else?"
Austin hesitated, not sure if he should tell him or not.
Jack decided to prod deeper "Is it about the business? Or personal affairs?"
"Half an hour before you arrived, I bumped into Celine in the lobby. She was looking for you. She said
that she wanted to invite you to dinner to say thank you."
Jack fell into silence. All that had happened to her had nothing to do with him.
There was no need for her gratitude. In fact, if she wanted to thank anyone, it would be her boyfriend or
his lawyer.
He tapped the table. "How did you respond?"
"I said that you and your wife were unavailable," Austin answered.
"You'll get a pay raise!" Jack offered gleefully.
Celine had become a part of his past. The only reason why he helped her was that she was his ex.
He wasn't that cruel.
Her phone buzzed a few times when Rachel opened her eyes. She glanced at her screen only to see a
message.
"Are you awake?"
A smile threaded across her lips as she typed, "I just woke up."
Lea once told her
what love meant to her—"When you love someone, you'll feel happy around him. And he's not around,
you can't help but wonder what he's doing."
At that time, Rachel snorted and waved her hand dismissively. "You've read too much romantic novels,"
she said.
Now, however, she felt just the way Lea had described.
"Holley, is the dosage too much?" The head nurse of the children's ward raised the prescription in her
hand.
Holley furrowed her eyebrows.
Although she might not be that much of a dedicated doctor, she had worked in this position for many
years. She wouldn't make such a mundane error.
The head nurse was approached by one of the nurses with the prescription.
Of course, she didn't think that the dosage was right. Even an adult wouldn't be able to take that much
without risking overdose.
However, since the doctor was the only person who could adjust the dosage, the head nurse went to
her immediately.
During that time, Holley was standing by the window with her arms folded over her chest. She gazed
blankly at the blue skies. She glanced over at the head nurse, shivering slightly.
"Dosage of what?"
"This one." Seeing her shivering, the head nurse took a step forward. "Are you okay, Holley?"
Although they weren't close, they worked in the same department. That alone required that they must
be polite to one another.
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