Rachel didn't respond. She just picked up the thermos bottle and drank up all the soup in one breath.
Then she stood up and left.
But she didn't expect that Jack would be like this in the following week. He called her to the hospital
every day, and the time difference was no more than half an hour.
Rachel tried to refuse him with the excuse that she was working, but she was rejected again by his
threat.
On this day, when Rachel was about to go to the hospital, the Director of the executive department
came over. She put two folders on her desk and said anxiously, "Rachel, are you free now? I have to
hand in these materials before I get off work, but I still have a lot to prepare."
After thinking for a while, she sat down again and said, "Director, I'm pregnant now. My action is not as
fast as before. These materials may not be ready before work."
"It doesn't matter. I'll ask two more people to deal with it. You can handle it as much as you can."
"Okay."
Rachel thought that maybe she could take this opportunity not to go to the hospital.
Although the type of soup was changing every day, she still couldn't drink it after drinking for nearly a
week.
After the Director left, Rachel took out her phone and dialed Jack's number. She said in a low voice, "I
have something to deal with in my office. I don't have time to go to the hospital today."
Jack frowned, "Then you can come here when you finish your work."
Without any hesitation, Rachel said, "I'll work overtime. When I'm done with it, I would have passed the
visiting time."
Of course, Jack knew that she didn't want to come. Every time she came, she only had an indifferent
expression on her face. Even if the two sat and didn't say a word, he still felt satisfied to see them like
this.
He said slowly, "In that case, I don't mind sending the soup to you. Anyway, it's very close to your
hospital. I can have a walk."
"You!" Closing her eyes, Rachel tried to calm herself down, but she couldn't help cursing a despicable
man secretly. She said quickly, "I'll be there after work."
Then she hung up the phone.
Rachel couldn't figure out why Jack did that. He asked her to go to the hospital every day just to drink
soup, with nothing else.
The two of them shouldn't be in such a state.
Putting away her messy thoughts, Rachel calmed down and began to deal with the documents at hand.
She thought it was a little complicated, but because the documents she needed to sort out were from
the cardiology department where she used to work, they were all handled smoothly and finished before
the off-work time.
Rachel sorted out the documents and sent them to the Director's office. She saw that her hands were
constantly typing on the keyboard, and her face looked very nervous.
She put the document on the table and whispered, "Director, I have dealt with all the documents here."
Hearing the voice, Director raised her head, adjusted the black frame glasses on the bridge of her
nose, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, Rachel. I think there is more than an hour
before I get off work. Can you help me deal with some other documents?"
Rachel didn't expect that the Director would make such a request again.
The Director stood up, turned around and began to clean up the documents on the cabinet with her
hands. When she was about to put these documents on the table, Rachel refused without hesitation,
"Director, I have my own work to deal with during the left one hour."
Director's face froze and she muttered in her heart, 'Why is she so indifferent?' but she could only smile
awkwardly and said, "It's okay. I can do it myself."
"Director, if there is nothing else, I will go back." Said Rachel politely. Then she turned around and left.
There was a sound of something smashing behind her. Maybe it was because the Director threw the
documents on the table.
After taking a rest in the office for a while, Rachel finished her work that she hadn't finished yet. It was
almost time to get off work. When she arrived at the hospital by taxi, she saw that Jack was lying on the
bed and resting with his eyes closed. He looked much better than before.
In fact, there was one thing in her heart that she was unwilling to admit. That was, she could see him
every day when she came to the hospital to see if he was recovering well or not.
As for his threat, they knew that it was just a verbal statement.
She lowered her eyes to hide her concern and knocked on the door.
Jack didn't fall asleep. When he heard the noise, he immediately opened his eyes. Seeing her standing
at the door with her belly up, he couldn't help smiling. But when he saw the emotionless face of her, his
eyes instantly dimmed.
He looked at his watch and asked, "Why are you so late?"
"Traffic jam." As if she had finished her task, Rachel took the thermos bottle from the cabinet, opened it
and poured a bowl of soup and drank it up.
She put down the bowl, took a tissue to wipe her mouth and said lightly, "It's done. Can I go back
now?"
She seemed to ask his permission, but in fact, she was about to leave once she finished speaking.
However, Jack suddenly grabbed her wrist and frowned, "Are you so eager to leave?"
Rachel replied, "Yes, I am."
"Where are you going?"
"Go home."
He didn't relax his grip on her wrist at all, and the temperature clearly passed through her skin to her
heart. Rachel turned her face away from him and tried to draw her hand back. Seeing that he didn't say
anything, she asked coldly, "You don't have anything to say, do you? I'm leaving."
"I do." Jack got out of bed and saw a heat preservation cabinet beside the sofa. He opened it and took
out three overlapping food boxes. "The food brought tonight is not my favorite. Help me get rid of it."
Rachel frowned slightly. "I just had some soup, so I can't eat it. Besides, Julie has prepared dinner and
waited for me. Enjoy yourself."
At this time, a voice suddenly came from the door, "Jack."
Turning around, Rachel saw Scarlett standing at the door with one hand on the door frame and the
other holding her bag. Her eyes were constantly moving back and forth between the two of them, and
there seemed to be some disbelief and anger in her eyes.
This reminded her of the dream she had last time, but now it seemed to be a little different from the
dream.
Rachel didn't want to figure out what was going on between the two of them. She looked away and said
coldly, "Take your time. I'm leaving now."
Scarlett took a step inside, and then moved aside again. She put her right hand on the back of the
chair, and blue veins stood out on her fingers.
Looking at the receding figure of Rachel, Jack turned to Scarlett. His cold eyes suddenly became as
sharp as eagles. "Who asks you to come here?"
The look in his eyes made Scarlett a little scared. She licked her lower lip and said, "I... I left my things
here, so I came back to take them."
As she spoke, she walked up and took out an earring from the crack of the sofa. She said softly, "I
found my earring missing when I went home. I thought it might have fallen here, so I came back to take
it."
Jack walked slowly to the window and stared out of it, as if Scarlett was just a dispensable air.
Biting her lips, Scarlett's eyes gradually became fierce and unwilling. It was not because she
accidentally dropped the earring here, but that she deliberately put it here in order to find an excuse for
herself to come in again.
This noon, when she just came over, she heard two young nurses gossiping when she was resting at
the nursing station.
One of the shorter man said excitedly, "I wonder if Jack, who lives in the VIP room, was married? I read
the news report last time that the wedding was not held? Do we still have a chance?"
The other one raised his hand and knocked on her forehead. "Wake up. It's not your turn."
"We are all single. Can't I have a fantasy?"
"No way. Besides, I suspect that the news might be fake. Haven't you seen a woman come here every
day these days? She is pregnant. Every time she comes, I see Mr. Jack's expression is completely
different. That person must be his wife, right?"
Hearing the gossip of the two, Scarlett's eyes turned red with anger. She never thought that Rachel
would come here every day. Had the two of them reconciled?
Therefore, she didn't really leave today. Instead, she sat in the coffee shop opposite the hospital. She
didn't follow in until she saw Rachel get out of a taxi.
On her way out of the in-patient department, Rachel felt like her heart was pressed by a stone, and she
felt very uncomfortable.
She had told herself more than once that their relationship would come to an end when the baby was
born, so no matter who Jack was with, it had nothing to do with her.
However, as long as she saw Scarlett, she would still feel sad and even have such a ridiculous dream.
Thinking of this, she felt a little helpless.
Passing through the sidewalk at the gate of the hospital, Rachel was about to hail a taxi. When she
looked around, she felt that the child who was walking towards her with his head down looked familiar.
When he got closer, she tentatively called, "Gary?"
The little boy stopped and looked up, his face full of tears.
When he saw her, he felt very aggrieved. He ran up to her, opened his arms and held her tightly. He
choked with sobs, "Rachel..."
Rachel rubbed his head and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
Although Gary was just a primary school student, because of his family, Rachel always felt that he was
more sensible and mature than ordinary children.
Rachel saw him walking alone on the road with tears in his eyes and really felt something wrong with
him.
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