Julie lowered her head and looked at her hands. She had thought about it for the whole night last night.
It was really about her salary, so she still said, "In the past, my salary was given to me by Mr. Jack.
Now that you two have been like this, my salary for this month..."
Before she could finish her words, Rachel interrupted her. She had ignored this question.
After all, Julie took care of her here for salary.
She raised her head, looked at Julie and said softly, "If Jack won't give it to you, I will pay you. Don't
worry."
Hearing this answer, Julie breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she was a little worried. "In
fact, Miss Rachel, you and Mr. Jack..."
Rachel stood up and said, "There's nothing to talk about between him and me."
Her attitude was a little determined. After all, early this morning, the paparazzi had taken a photo of
Jack and Scarlett coming out of a community. Their attitude was intimate, and it seemed that they had
lived together and maybe soon would get married.
Although she didn't check their news on the Internet, Rachel still knew it clearly even though she didn't
want to read it.
That's right. They will get married soon. After she divorces Jack, they can get married immediately.
And the days before she could divorce were shorter and shorter, wasn't it?
Julie picked up the fruit tray and the empty glass on the table and said in a low voice, "Miss, I'll go to
clean the kitchen."
Nodding her head, Rachel slowly went back to her room and took out a small bag from the drawer.
Inside the bag, there were all her prenatal checkups records. Every time she went to the hospital for
prenatal checkups, those expectant mothers were accompanied by their husbands. A couple talked
about the changes of their children and what names they should give their children in the future, but
she always had only Julie by her side. Jack had never been to the hospital with her once.
The two of them hadn't even discussed about the child's name once.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Rachel touched her belly and said in a low voice, "Baby, you follow
mom's surname, okay? If you are a girl, I will give you a princess's name, and if you are a boy, I will
give you a quite cook name, okay?"
At this time, she could only talk to her child.
Every time she told herself to be strong and not to cry easily, but now at this time, tears were still
flowing out of her eyes uncontrollably. Not long after she wiped them, tears fell again. Rachel simply
gave up and let them wreak havoc on her cheeks. She told herself that only this time, it would be okay
if she cried, and she would never cry again in the future.
When she was free, looking at the phone in her hand, Rachel finally remembered what she had
promised Jimmy. She dialed Jared's number and asked directly, "Jared, are you free recently? My
friend wants to thank you for inviting you to dinner."
"That's too much."
"Just give him a chance, or he will probably take it to heart."
Jared chuckled, "Well, how about today? I'm going out on a business trip tomorrow and will come back
in a week."
Then she told Jimmy. It seemed that Rachel had become a contactor between Jared and Jimmy.
Jimmy invited her to go with him. At first, Rachel refused, but he said that he didn't know Jared and
they hadn't met each other. It would be awkward at that time. She made a joke on him that it's not a
blind date, but on second thought, it was indeed not appropriate, so she agreed.
After work, Jimmy appeared at the gate of the hospital on time, picked her up and set off for the hotel.
As soon as they arrived at the private room and ordered the dishes, Jared pushed the door open and
came in. After exchanging greetings, they sat down respectively. "Mr. Jimmy, in fact, you don't have to
be so polite."
The door of the box was not closed again when he came in.
When Jack passed by, he heard someone talking. He had always been sensitive to the voice of
Rachel. Now he stopped and saw her sitting next to Jimmy. Hearing what he said, she lowered her
head and smiled happily.
He didn't expect to meet her at this time, but she was still with Jimmy. Did it mean that the relationship
between the two had advanced by leaps and bounds?
Jack felt as if his heart was swallowed by something all of a sudden, and he felt very uncomfortable.
Following him, Austin didn't notice the box. He just stood behind him and asked, "Boss, what's wrong?"
He looked away and tried to make himself look as if nothing had happened. He said lightly, "Nothing.
Let's go."
Tonight was a regular dinner of the chamber of Commerce once a month. Normally, Jack would leave
after sitting down for a while and showing up. This night, he asked the waiter to open a bottle of red
wine, one glass after another, without moving his chopsticks.
Sitting next to him, Austin watched his neck slowly turn from white to pink. He asked worriedly, "Boss,
what's wrong with you tonight? You'd better eat something first, or I'm afraid your body won't be able to
bear it."
"It's okay. It's not a big deal." As long as Jack thought of the smile she showed to Jimmy, he would like
to get himself drunk with these wine.
However, the more he drank, the clearer those scenes became in his mind.
Noticing the abnormality of Jack, the president of the chamber of Commerce didn't dare to ask him
directly. He had to ask Austin beside him, "Austin, is Mr. Fu all right?"
"He's okay. You enjoy yourselves, please." With a faint smile, Austin turned his head to look at Jack.
The worry in his eyes could not be concealed.
There were five bottles of wine on the ground at his feet, and Austin couldn't stand it anymore. He
pressed Jack's wrist, which was about to pour more wine, and said, "Boss, let me drive you home? If
you continue to drink like this, your stomach will definitely be unable to bear it."
"I'm fine."
Jack still said that.
He smiled bitterly. 'Stomach?' He was afraid that even if he drank too much and was sent to the
hospital, Rachel would not even bother to look at him with concern?
But Austin didn't allow him to do that again. He said to his friends at the table, and then took Jack's arm
to get on the car and asked the driver to send him back.
Scarlett had just applied a facial mask and was about to take a shower. When she heard the doorbell
ringing, she rushed to open the door. Seeing that the drunken Jack was leaning on the shoulder of
Austin, she quickly took him over and staggered a few steps.
Austin asked: "Can you hold him? How about I help boss to bed?"
"No, thanks." Scarlett refused in a hurry, "Austin, you'd better go back and have a rest. I can take care
of Jack."
After closing the door, she slowly helped Jack lie down on the sofa. Seeing his closed eyes and
unconscious appearance, a scheme gradually emerged in Scarlett's heart.
'Why don't I do it when he is drunk and doesn't know anything? When he woke up and found
everything has been done, there was no way for him to go back!'
Thinking of this, Scarlett wrung a towel in the bathroom and wiped his face carefully. Then she called
his name gently for several times, but he didn't respond. She was relieved and moved him to the
master bedroom. After letting him lie on the bed, she slowly unbuttoned his shirt.
When the last button was unbuttoned, Jack suddenly opened his eyes and tightly grasped her wrist.
Scarlett was shocked and said with her lips trembling, "I saw you are drunk, so I..."
Before she finished her words, she was suddenly pressed under Jack. He held her face with both
hands and whispered, "Don't leave me. I really love you."
"Okay, okay, I won't leave you." Scarlett couldn't hide her joy. She closed her eyes and felt his gentle
kiss on her forehead, on her nose and slowly down.
She raised her hands and wrapped them around his neck tightly, raising her body slightly, waiting for
his kiss. But the next second, she was pushed away by Jack again. Even if he drank a lot, he still
staggered to stand up from the bed, with one hand supporting the wall and the other supporting his
waist. He shouted in a low voice, "You are not Rachel. You are not her at all!"
After saying that, he left without looking back. He rushed out of the bedroom, lay on the sofa and fell
asleep again.
Scarlett followed him out. Looking at his sleeping face, she clutched her clothes tightly on her chest.
She was angry and didn't believe it.
Last time, he didn't get drunk and pushed her away directly. But this time, he had drunk like this, why
didn't he want to get close to her?
Why did he compare her with Rachel every time? Was she really so inferior to Rachel?
At first, Scarlett felt lucky that her face was similar to that of Rachel. But now, she was not reconciled
but angry. Since she had such a face, why couldn't he just treat her as Rachel directly?
At this moment, she suddenly understood why there was a saying, "Why another similar person
accompanies with you to come to the world?"
At this time, she also wanted to ask, since there was already a Scarlett in the world, why there was a
Rachel who was better than her in every aspect!
This night, she didn't sleep. She sat on the sofa with her arms around her knees for the whole night
and thought a lot. Only the idea of revenge on Rachel was getting stronger and stronger in her mind!
Jack was awakened by the pain of his temple. When he opened his eyes and saw the familiar living
room, he gradually remembered what happened last night.
When he stood up and was about to wash his face in the bathroom, Jack saw Scarlett sleeping on the
floor. He patted her on the shoulder and said, "Wake up."
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