Hearing this, Rachel couldn't help but frown deeply. She thought that Jonathan just cared about the
relationship between her and Jack, but now, these words seemed to be prepared for their future
divorce.
'Has Jonathan already known the agreement I signed with Jack?'
Although she thought of it, she still smiled slightly. "Jonathan, we are good."
"That's good." Jonathan sighed slightly and then warned, "If you are wronged, don't hold it in your
heart. Just tell me. You are a good girl, but you don't like to talk. I don't know if it's because when you
are a child..."
"Don't worry. I will tell you everything if it's the time."
At that moment, Rachel interrupted his words. Although she had slowly let go of that matter, she still felt
a little uncomfortable when he mentioned it again.
After chatting with Jonathan for a while, she stood up and went back. On the way back, she thought a
lot, but she still had no idea why he suddenly asked her to do so. In the end, she felt a dull pain in her
temples, so she had to give up.
When she arrived at home, Julie was still busy in the kitchen. Although the glass door was closed,
there was still a trace of fragrance spreading through the gap.
She went straight back to her room and was about to change her clothes. But when she close the door
after entering the room, her wrist was suddenly grabbed tightly. In an instant, she was pressed against
the wall by him, and the back of her head was heavily against the palm of a hand of Jack, who was
also snorted.
Rachel frowned and felt a pungent smell of alcohol penetrated her nose, as if it could make her drunk
only by smelling it.
She turned the hand that was held tightly and tried to struggle out. "Jack, let go of me."
"No way!" Jack held her hand tightly and said overbearingly. He suddenly lowered his head, leaned on
her shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Rachel, why did you do this to me?"
"What should I do to make you forgive me? Why did you go to find that man? Why?"
He suddenly shouted in a low voice, opened his mouth and bit her shoulder directly. It hurt, but Rachel
was numb and did not say anything.
She wanted to push him away and said coldly, "I don't know what you are talking about. You are drunk
now. Let's talk about it when you wake up."
"I'm not drunk!"
Jack shouted and raised his head. His eyes were bloodshot. He held her cheeks with both hands and
kissed her directly regardless of her struggle.
With a slight pain, not long after, Rachel even tasted the blood in her lips. She kept pushing him, but
Jack was still indifferent. He even directly tore off her clothes, and there was a sudden chill on her
shoulder.
A sound of Clapping.
Suddenly, a clear voice rang in the ears, and everything seemed to stop. Rachel pulled her clothes
casually to cover her exposed skin, and said coldly, "leave now!"
"Rachel... I..." there was a trace of pain and regret in Jack's dark eyes. He tried to walk forward and
hold her hand, but Rachel suddenly shouted hysterically, "Get out!"
Hearing that the door was closed again, Rachel slowly squatted down and finally sat on the floor,
covering her belly with her hands.
She might have been a little excited and stronger just now, but now her belly was aching.
She bit her lower lip and took a deep breath, waiting for the pain to slowly dissipate.
After a long time, Rachel slowly stood up, changed her torn clothes and went downstairs slowly.
Julie was about to go upstairs to ask her to have dinner downstairs, but when she saw that there was a
bite on her lips and a few blood streaks, she quickly took a piece of tissue and handed it to her. "Miss
Rachel, is your mouth okay?"
"I'm okay."
With a slight smile at the corners of her mouth, Rachel looked out of the yard subconsciously. If she
remembered correctly, there was a black car parked there when she came back.
Julie looked out following her mother's eyes and said worriedly, "Mr. Jack just drove out. I think he
drank a lot. It's too dangerous to drive out like this. Miss Rachel, you'd better call him back as soon as
possible."
"Whatever he likes."
Rachel looked away and replied indifferently.
She didn't know what was wrong with Jack. He suddenly rushed over and said something inexplicable.
However, when she sat at the table and looked at the food Julie specially cooked for her, she didn't
have any appetite. She casually pulled it two times with chopsticks and put it down. Then she stood up
and went back to her room.
The smell of alcohol brought by Jack was still floating in the room. When she opened the window and
recalled what he had said and done just now, she was very confused.
As for the fact that he concealed her parents' matter from her, Rachel didn't say anything, but in fact,
she had already forgiven him in her heart. She had planned to live well with him and wait for the birth of
the baby in her belly, but the truth was still hard to predict.
Scarlett's appearance sobered her up instantly.
So she didn't understand and couldn't figure it out. He had already had another woman in this
relationship, but why did he ask her why she didn't forgive him after getting drunk?
But she was still worried about him when she thought that he drove out alone like this. She found out
the number of Michael from her contact list and dialed it.
As usual, Michael's voice was full of vitality. "Rachel, why do you suddenly remember to call me
today?"
Jack is out. Are you with him?" Asked Rachel.
"No. What happened?"
After knowing that Jack had almost recovered from the accident. Coincidentally, the elders of his family
began to urge him to have a blind date again. So, Michael went abroad to have a rest for a while. He
didn't come back until he heard that the girl who was going to have a blind date with him was engaged
two days ago.
Pursing her lips, Rachel said in a low voice, "He drove out and drank a lot at that time. You can contact
him and see how he is doing."
Then she hung up the phone.
Michael was about to ask, but he didn't expect that the phone would hang up so decisively. After
muttering, he called Jack, but his phone was powered off.
When he was thinking about where to find Jack, his phone rang. It was a club manager whom he knew.
"Mr. Michael, do you have time to come over? Mr. Jack has drunk a lot. We can't stop him."
"Is he with you?"
As he answered the phone, Michael picked up his coat and ran outside quickly.
Michael's father, who was reading newspapers in the living room, frowned when he heard the rapid
footsteps. He roared, "Can't you stay at home for one night?"
Michael ignored his father directly. When he arrived at the club, the manager was already waiting at the
door and immediately took him to the room where Jack was.
There was only him in the room. He was drinking wine one after another, and his eyes had already
been red.
The manager stood aside and said hesitantly, "Mr. Michael, look at him..."
Michael raised his hand, motioning him to go out first. Then he walked over and sat down beside Jack.
He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Why are you so free and elegant at night? Why do you come
to drink alone? You don't even call me."
As he spoke, he reached out for the cup in Jack's hand, but it was snatched away by him again.
Michael withdrew his hand sulkily. He had planned to use this method to stop him from drinking, but his
plan failed.
He put his hands behind his neck, leaned back and said, "Let me guess the reason. Did you quarrel
with Rachel?"
Jack's face darkened. "Don't mention her to me."
Seeing that he didn't say anything with a straight face and just drank one glass after another, Michael
shook his head slightly and sighed. He suddenly sighed, "It's better to be single, so as not to have so
many troubles!"
Jack glanced sideways and said nothing.
Among them, Michael was always the most gossipy one. It was okay that he didn't know anything, but
now that he knew it, according to his character, he was bound to break the ice and get to the bottom of
the matter.
All of a sudden, he got close to Jack and put one of his arms on his shoulder. He wanted to say
something but stopped on a second thought. He looked at Jack with inexplicable pity and sympathy in
his eyes. "Jack...
Jack felt uncomfortable under his gaze. He slapped him on the face and said in disgust, "I'm not in the
mood to talk nonsense with you today."
Michael clicked his tongue and shook his head. "Are you always being Insatiable? So you're so
anxious."
During this period of time when Rachel was pregnant and he couldn't touch her at all, so he was so
angry that he came out of home to drink heavily today, which made Rachel call Michael worriedly.
The more Michael thought about it, the more he felt that it was highly possible.
But of course he didn't dare to say these words. When he saw Jack's cold face, Michael shrank and
quickly took back his hand on his shoulder.
He touched his nose and said awkwardly, "This is a process that a husband must go through to be a
father. Don't be too anxious."
Hearing what he said, Jack drank one glass after another with no expression on his face. At last, he
took out his phone and dialed a number. Then he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you think I have
no place to solve my physiological needs?"
"You!"
Hearing that, Michael's face turned blue all of a sudden. He grabbed Jack by the collar and asked,
"What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing? It's none of your business!" Jack shook off his hand and stood up unsteadily.
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