But in an instant, she stared at her seriously and asked, "Miss Rachel, where's your husband? Why
hasn't he shown up these days?"
When Rachel heard the word of "husband", she lost her appetite immediately and answered in a low
voice, "We have been separated. I didn't find this baby until we separated, so I plan to raise him up
alone!"
Noticing that Mrs. Zhu still wanted to say something, Rachel put down her chopsticks, picked up the
plate and stood up. "Mrs. Zhu, I finished. I'm going back. Enjoy your meal."
Her belly would grow bigger day by day, and she couldn't hide the baby from others. But she really
didn't want to talk about Jack anymore. Whether now or in the future, or after the baby was born, she
might not take the initiative to tell her child that Jack was his father.
In the bedroom, Jack, who had just gone to bed for more than an hour, opened his eyes again slowly.
He seemed to have insomnia day after day since he separated from Rachel.
If he hadn't drunk himself with alcohol, he wouldn't have been able to sleep from night to dawn.
In the past, he was reluctant to get up and leave Rachel, which was totally two extremes.
After tossing and turning in bed for a long time, Jack felt a little sore all over his body. He sat up and
picked up his mobile phone to look through the photos in the album.
Because Mr. Chen had threatened him to take revenge on him by hurting Rachel, Jack arranged two
people to protect her secretly, and took a few photos of her from time to time to send them to him.
And he also saved all these photos. When he couldn't fall asleep at night, he would look through them
again and again.
There were pictures of her standing on the platform, passionately teaching medical knowledge, sitting
in the dining room alone, eating food, and taking those food that she couldn't eat up to the community
downstairs to feed stray cats and dogs
Every picture of her made Jack feel that he couldn't see enough of her.
More than once, Michael and Marcus had asked him why he hadn't picked up Rachel.
He wanted to, but so what? There was still a thorn in her heart, and she would never sincerely want to
stay with him. Jack was reluctant to let her be imprisoned like this!
If there was someone who had to make a concession in the end, then let him do it.
Seeing that his mental state was getting worse and worse, Jonathan and Tracy were very worried, so
they asked him to move back home.
At the same time, looking at the faint yellow light coming out from the crack of the door of his room,
Jonathan lowered his eyes. A touch of sadness flashed through his turbid eyes.
Recalling what had happened before, he thought that he might have done something wrong from the
very beginning. He should have promised Jack and Celine's marriage, otherwise he wouldn't have
ended up like this.
A good family... Turned to be like this!
When Tracy got up and went to the bathroom, she found that Jonathan was not on the bed. Seeing him
standing at the door of Jack's bedroom, she breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, she could
not help but look depressed.
She walked up to him and gently put the coat she had brought out on his shoulder. Her voice became
much older. "Jonathan, there's nothing we can do now. We can only wait for our son to figure it out by
himself."
"Yes." Jonathan sighed slightly, and his hand holding his crutch trembled slightly. "It can only be solved
by time."
"I don't know when Rachel will figure it out. The grudge of our generation shouldn't have involved our
children."
Tracy's face was full of regret. She held Jonathan's shoulder with one hand and slowly walked back to
her room. "If we made it clear from the beginning and didn't hide it from Rachel, would it be different
now?"
However, this was only an imagination after all...
Jonathan couldn't answer this question, no one could.
This day, Rachel asked for half a day's leave from the college and went to the hospital. Two days ago,
she had a Down's screening and the doctor suddenly called her and asked her to go to the hospital.
She was a doctor and was too familiar with these tricks, so she naturally knew what the phone meant.
At this moment, Rachel stood by the side of the road waiting for a taxi to pick her up. Her hands
subconsciously trembled.
In the past, she was the one who pronounced the sentence. She even kept comforting the patient and
the family members not to be nervous and afraid. But now she realized that these words were useless.
This kind of feeling made her close her eyes involuntarily.
When she arrived at the hospital, Rachel raised her hand and knocked on the door of the doctor's
office, trying to make her smile less heavy. "Dr. Wang, do you ask me to come here today for any
problem with the previous examination results?"
"Oh, are you Rachel?"
Dr. Wang pointed at the chair in front of her desk, turned her head to look through the documents on
the side, and said with a smile, "Sit down first. Don't be afraid."
Rachel nodded her head. But as soon as she sat down, she couldn't help but grab her clothes with her
hands. Her original straight coat was wrinkled by her hands.
The waiting time seemed to be very long. Finally, Dr. Wang took out a test list from a pile of documents,
pushed it in front of her, and explained, "Two days ago, you had a test of Down's screening, and now
the result comes out. The index of the 21 body three syndrome is a little high, which is a high risk."
This meant that the child she would give birth to was likely to have low intelligence, or even worse, they
had mental problems and multiple congenital diseases.
Pursing her lips, Rachel kept silent for a few seconds. Finally, she managed to suppress the fear and
panic in her heart. "Now many data of the Down's screening are not accurate."
"Yes." Dr. Wang nodded and said, "Now there are two other methods to make sure. One is
amniocentesis, which costs a low price, but there is a certain risk of miscarriage, and the other..."
Before the doctor could finish her words, Rachel took a deep breath and said firmly, "Doctor, I'll do a
non-traumatic blood test."
"The cost is a little high, and you need to pay for it by yourself. Are you sure you want to do this?" The
doctor asked again for the last time. Now many patients would consider the cost and choose to do
amniocentesis.
And this was also their responsibility as doctors. They had to explain everything clearly to the patient.
Rachel nodded her head heavily and said, "I can afford it."
When she came out of the hospital, Rachel looked up at the sky. It was as blue as a piece of blue
paper, and several thin clouds seemed to be basking in the sun. They floated slowly with the wind.
Everything was so beautiful.
But Rachel just felt that her eyes were tight and she had an impulse to cry.
She couldn't help wondering if it was because she had wanted to have an abortion at the beginning,
and when she accepted the baby, such a thing suddenly happened.
Looking at the pregnant mothers passing by her, all of them had happy smiles on their faces.
She didn't want to stay here any longer, nor did she want to see these harsh scenes. She quickly
walked away.
The result of the uninjured DNA test would not come out on that day, but fifteen days later. During this
period, it was like a nightmare for her. Rachel was restless every day. She wanted her mobile phone to
ring quickly and hear the good news, but on the other hand, she was afraid that her mobile phone
would ring, fearing that the news was not what she thought the result was.
With a cup of hot tea in her hand, Tracy gently pushed the door open and walked into the bedroom.
She saw that Jack was sitting in front of the window in the same posture, motionless, with his mobile
phone on the table. On the screen was a photo of Rachel smiling with her head down.
Beautiful!
Looking at his back, Tracy opened her eyes wide and her tears were like crystal, "Son, aren't you going
to the company today?"
After a long silence, Jack replied in a hoarse voice, "No."
He turned the phone over and looked at Tracy. With a smile on his face, he said, "I don't have anything
to do in the company. I can have a rest at home."
"Okay." Seeing that he pretended to be fine in front of her, Tracy felt even more bitter and
uncomfortable. She glanced at the corner of her eyes and said, "Drink this cup of hot tea first, and
come out for breakfast later."
After closing the door of his bedroom again, Tracy's tears gushed out like water that had been stored
for a long time. She covered her face with her hands, trying not to cry out.
Jonathan had been waiting for her in the living room for a long time. Seeing that she hadn't come back
yet, he went to the second floor to look for her. He saw her crying and holding her in his arms lovingly.
Tracy's eyes had been washed red by tears. She grabbed the clothes on Jonathan's chest tightly with
both hands and said, "I'm really sorry for our son. He's so upset."
And the most painful thing was that all these were caused by themselves, and there was no solution
now.
After a moment of silence, Tracy suddenly raised her head and her red eyes lit up. "How about we help
our son find another girl? As long as he falls in love with another girl, he will not be like this?"
"It's not that simple."
"But now this is our only way. Let's have a try." Tracy had made up her mind. It was better than sitting
still and not thinking about anything.
Although Jack heard their conversation outside, he didn't want to say anything more at the moment, so
he pretended not to hear it and still maintained the sitting posture without any action.
It was not until his phone vibrated on the table that Jack picked it up and took a look. It was a photo of
Rachel appearing in the hospital. And the name of the Department on the wall was obstetrics?
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