When she was about to get off work, she only typed sixty or seventy words on a document which
should had contained seven hundred or eight hundred words.
The Director knocked on the office door and came in, asking, "Are the documents ready, Rachel?"
It was not until then that she realized what had happened. She quickly said, "I'm still working on it. It's
almost done."
The Director frowned and said in a somewhat irritable voice, "The document can be handled in half an
hour. You have been working on it for the whole afternoon, but you haven't finished it yet?"
She looked at her watch and sneered, "I'm leaving in ten minutes. Can you finish it in time?"
Taking a look at her almost empty page, Rachel answered honestly, "I'm afraid I can't."
As soon as the words were finished, the face of the Director darkened all of a sudden. She pouted
impatiently and said, "Then you'd better finish it as soon as possible in the afternoon. Send it to my e-
mail. I'll deal with it when I get home."
"Okay."
Since Rachel started her work, she had never made such a mistake, nor had she been doubted by the
leader. Now it was because of Jack that such a serious accident happened, and even she was
speechless with herself.
She wiped her face casually and tried to cheer herself up. She focused her attention on the documents
and kept typing on the keyboard. Finally, within half an hour, she prepared the documents and sent
them to the mailbox of the Director.
Turning around her stiff neck, Rachel reached out and turned off the computer. When she was about to
stand up, there was a knock on the door. Standing at the door, Jack was a little surprised and said,
"Rachel, I thought you wouldn't wait for me."
"I was just busy with my work and didn't notice the time." Explained Rachel.
But Jack didn't believe what she said. He reached out his index finger and gently shook it two times.
"Rachel, don't be stubborn. In fact, you have forgiven me in your heart, right?"
...
It was the first time that she knew that Jack was such a self-righteous man.
She took out her bag from the cabinet, walked around him and pressed the down elevator button. After
a while, she did not see him come out. When she looked back, she found that he was still standing in
her office, raising his hands and constantly shaking his body. Her eyes widened when she saw him
dancing.
'Didn't he take the medicine before he went out this morning?'
As soon as they got home, Rachel heard a quarrel upstairs. She was stunned and then realized that
Jonathan and Tracy had come for dinner.
Julie took the bag from her hand and was about to put it on the cabinet next to her, but was stopped by
Rachel, "What are the two doing upstairs?"
"Oh, they said they would tidy up a Baby's room upstairs. They came at noon. The two have been
fighting for the whole afternoon, and it's not over yet." Julie said with a smile.
On the second floor, Tracy, with one hand on her waist, stared at them and said discontentedly, "The
room needs pink wall paint."
"What if the baby is a boy then?" With a helpless look on his face, Jonathan pointed at the wall and
said, "I think the blue one is good now. There's no need to paint again."
Tracy immediately retorted, "What if she gives birth to a girl then? Girls don't like blue rooms. She must
like my idea."
She had given birth to her own son and had never enjoyed the feeling of raising a girl that was called
"considerate cotton padded jacket". She had thought that she could enjoy it when she found a
daughter-in-law, but Rachel was not that kind of girl.
Therefore, she now put all her hopes on the belly of Rachel. She kept praying in her heart that she
could have a granddaughter, and then she could hold her hand to go shopping, buy her all kinds of
dresses and dress her up as a little princess.
Not to be outdone, Jonathan retorted, "If it were a boy, he would definitely not like pink. Blue is more
popular and easily accepted."
The two of them were like two children arguing over this question.
When Rachel and Jack went upstairs, they heard these words. They looked at each other and found it
both funny and annoying.
Jack put his hand on Tracy's shoulder and said, "Mom, it's too early to redecorate the room. We can
make a decision after the baby is born."
"After the baby is born?" Tracy looked up at him, shook her head and denied, "No, it's too late. The
painted room takes long time to erase the smell. We can't use it directly."
"The child can live in one room alone until he's two or three years old." Jack patted Tracy's back gently
to comfort her and Tracy finally nodded in agreement.
Standing aside quietly listening to the conversation between the two people, the corners of Rachel's
mouth twitched silently. She didn't know what would happen between her and Jack in the future, but
they had begun to talk about what would happen two or three years later. However, seeing that they
were so interested in the conversation, she really didn't want to be the one to spoil it. She could only
lower her head and listen quietly.
While speaking, Jack turned his head to take a look at Rachel. Seeing that she didn't have any
reaction, he felt relieved, but he couldn't help but be tightly gripped.
If she didn't refute, did it mean that she didn't want or care about it?
Jonathan echoed, "Yes. It's not too late to discuss the decoration after the baby is born. There's no
need to be in such a hurry."
Tracy, who had already calmed down, started to be excited again when she heard what Jonathan said.
She immediately retorted, "Someone said that he would go to the decoration company to see the
decoration plan as soon as he saw this room."
"Didn't you say that you would redecorate the house?"
The two of them argued again. Jack smiled helplessly, walked to Rachel's side and held her hand. He
bent down slightly and approached her ear, whispering, "In fact, it's not bad to have a fight. We can be
just like them in the future, what do you think?"
Rachel didn't answer, but pulled her hand back and said to them in a low voice, "I'm going back to my
room to change clothes. You guys take your time."
Standing still, Jack felt bitter in his heart.
Sure enough, what he had just thought was right. It was not that Rachel had agreed with him, but that
she was too lazy to refute.
Seeing the disappointment on his face, Jonathan walked past him and said in a flat voice, "Since you
didn't realize the consequences and made a mistake before, you should keep running in this way!"
His words were a little heavy, but they were like a blow to the head, which made Jack suddenly feel
enlightened.
In the room, Rachel took her home clothes out the furniture cabinet. Suddenly, she felt her nose itchy
and sneezed several times. She muttered to herself, "Do I get cold?"
At this time, getting cold is the most painful thing. You can't take medicine or have an injection. You can
only rely on your own resistance to slowly dissipate it.
Rachel quickly changed her clothes and opened the bedroom door. She was startled and asked, "Why
are you standing at the door?"
"I'm waiting for you." Jack grinned brightly.
Rachel lowered her head and looked away. In the past few days, she had been cold to Jack, but why
was he still so enthusiastic?
In the morning of the second day, the alarm clock on her cell phone seemed to be out of control and
she didn't hear it all the time. When she woke up, it was already nine o'clock, more than half an hour
late.
She rubbed her face and took out her phone. It turned out that she had turned off the alarm clock.
She lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed when Julie's voice rang at the door, "Miss, are you
up?"
"I'm up." Rachel was a little annoyed by the fact that she had overslept, so her voice didn't sound good.
Julie gently pushed the door open and walked in. "The breakfast is ready. It's on the table. Miss, I have
something to deal with temporarily and have to go out. It's not too late to accompany you when I come
back, isn't it?"
Rachel got more confused, "Go with me? Where are we going?"
Julie replied, "Go to the hospital for a prenatal check-up. Today is your day."
Rachel patted her forehead and said, "Just go ahead with your business. I can go to the hospital
myself."
"I'll go with you." Jack's voice suddenly came from the door. He lowered his head and twisted the
buttons on his shirt while whispering, "Julie, if you have anything to do, just go ahead. I will accompany
her to the hospital for the prenatal checkups from now on."
"Don't you need to go to the company?" Asked Rachel.
Jack raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Of course it's more important to accompany you to the
hospital for prenatal checkups."
To be serious, this was the first time that Jack accompanied her to the hospital for prenatal checkups.
On the way to the hospital, Rachel felt very uncomfortable sitting in the car. "Jack, in fact, I can go for
the prenatal checkups myself. You don't have to go with me."
Jack put his hands on the steering wheel and tapped two times with his index finger. After a moment of
silence, he reached out and turned on the music in the car. The elegant piano music flowed out of the
sound. He said softly, "Close your eyes and have a rest. By the way, give our baby a prenatal
education."
He easily changed the topic to another. Rachel knew that there was no point in talking more, so she
didn't listen to him. She closed her eyes and had a rest quietly.
It was not rush hour now. They arrived at the hospital soon. They took out the number they had already
made an appointment on the self-registration machine. The two of them walked to the waiting area of
the obstetrics and gynecology department and sat quietly.
After a while, the automatic number machine repeated calling Rachel's name. Jack quickly picked up
the bag beside him and stood up. Rachel looked at him up and down in confusion, "Where are you
going?"
"I'll go with you." Jack answered it for granted.
Rachel took the bag from his hand and said, "Just wait for me here. I'll go in by myself."
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