My Darling, My Dearest

Chapter 204

Rachel was just 25 years old.

Jack wondered as to how a young girl like her could look like this.

As far as he could contemplate, most girls of her age would have just graduated and would be indulged in playful activities.

She appeared to be totally unlike any of them. She had a mature face and lived an extensively conservative life.

Considering her living circumstances, Jack was well aware that she couldn't have claimed these extraordinary achievements by virtue of her birth. It had to be the result of her blood, toil, tears and sweat.

A few people who usually tend to flatter him for his wit and wisdom only made him feel ridiculous.

His achievements were envied by others as miraculous but hardly anyone bothered to notice the strenuous struggles he had to endure for the same.

'No pain, no gain. We have to pay a lot to achieve our goals,' he thought.

Rachel had now made some envious achievements, which he believed was nothing but the result of her determined and steadfast efforts.

On the young and beautiful face of hers, he had rarely gotten to witness a shred of haughtiness.

The curious and fervent nature of a few things

were hidden beneath it.

Although calmness was a valuable attribute, this wasn't how a young woman was supposed to be.

It was best for them to get into certain status at certain age.

Perhaps Rachel herself hadn't taken notice of the fact that when she was with him, she behaved like an altogether different person.

Rachel's calm and quite personality withered away into a dashing character.

It wasn't so bad of her to explore the naughty side of her mind with a pinch of curiosity.

Teasing her became a very satisfying event for

him.

It wasn't long before everything stooped back to square one. They continued to hang out for a while.

Rachel suddenly fathomed that she had even forgotten to take a photo with him.

She gobbled up the cup of mung bean soup when she returned.

She couldn't help letting out a low hiccup. She stare at Jack with a guilt ridden mind.

Jack raised his hand and pinched Rachel's nose playfully. "Do you still want to have some snacks?"

She gently licked her lips with the tip of her tongue. She had serious doubts regarding the empty space in her stomach tonight.

She shook her head and said shyly, "I can't eat anymore. I'm as full as a tick."

She noticed that the manager of the hotel was approaching them. After greeting them, the manager handed over a box of local deserts to them, which were specially prepared for the temple fair.

Jack accepted it without any hesitation and thanked her politely. Knowing that they were hanging out tonight, the manager quickly deflected the topic.

She politely enquired about where all they had visited so far. Mesmerized by the round face of the manager, Rachel couldn't stop admiring her beauty.

Knowing that she was a local here, Rachel had a detailed conversation with her while quickly noting down any helpful insights she had regarding these places.

The manager replied dutifully, "You can go see the temple fair during the daytime tomorrow if you do have some time to spare."

The probability of such a thing occurring seemed to be infinitesimally small. After all, how could the annual event not be lively?

After expressing his sincere gratitude to her, Jack escorted Rachel upstairs. He murmured softly, "It's so lively, but..."

"But what?" She looked up at him, visibly puzzled.

Jack placed the box of deserts on the table and began to hastily unbutton his shirt. Rachel noticed that the man was tall and elegant with a jawline so distinctly cut, that it made him all the more good- looking.

Rachel stared at Jack in a trance and couldn't help but look away. The man, being unaware, lowered his head and took off his watch.

Rachel couldn't conclude as to why he left the sentence unfinished.

She prompted him to complete it. "But what?"

He took off his watch and put it on the table as well. She observed that a thin layer of glistening sweat had just formed on his forehead.

He felt a slightly uncomfortable and yearned to take a shower.

Upon her encouragement, Jack turned his head to her and said with a smile. "We can go to the temple fair at any time in these two days. As for the hot spring, I'd better enjoy it right now without any further delay."

Rachel was wondering why he was being suspiciously enthusiastic about the hot spring.

As soon as she thought of that, she spotted his lips getting curled upwards into an attractive and bewitched smile.

"So, I'm sincerely inviting you to go to the hot spring with me. Would you like to come with me, lady?"

Jack stepped forward and hugged her effortlessly with his masculine hands, whispering mischievously,

"Mrs. Fu, would you like to join me?"

She panicked as soon as he explained his intention unequivocally. Probably not as much as she had panicked while he had molested her, but she could hear various alarm bells ringing in her mind.

She raised her hand to push him away sternly. "Take your shower."

As he understood that he had failed to seduce Rachel this time, a flicker of disappointment flashed through his eyes. He shrugged and asked, "Do you really not want to have a bath with me?"

Rachel rolled her eyes at him as she replied, "No, I'm not interested."

She chose to ignore him like an iron lady! He was being a pervert in her eyes.

Hiding his disappointment, Jack picked up his clothes and went to take a shower.

After he shut the bathroom door behind him, Rachel took out her pajamas. She was going to take a shower as well, just not with him in it.

After the shower, she longed to get a good night's sleep.

As she turned off the lights, Rachel heard someone rustling against the edge of the bed. While she was slowly drifting off to sleep, she was pulled over by an arm from behind.

Rachel felt exhausted but his soft lips fell behind her ear. She was so tired that she let Jack get his way around for a while.

She poked him with her elbow and struggled to get out of his arms like a tortoise. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Sensing the unexpected objection from her, Jack withdrew his arm and whispered, "I won't touch you. You may sleep peacefully.

I'll take you to an exciting place tomorrow."

Rachel closed her eyes perplexedly. "Okay..."

"To be your tour guide..."

In a daze, she couldn't hear what he was saying clearly.

"Do I deserve something, like an award?"

She replied in a low voice, "What?"

"Call me."

'Ugh! He has no aim of leaving me alone even when I've fallen half asleep.'

The fine taste of sleep had shrouded her senses and let her guard down. She called softly, "Jack..."

Jack said unhappily, "Not this."

"Jack..."

"Nope!" He bowed his head and kissed her on her neck, rubbing it intimately.

His intense gaze made her restless.

She knew clearly what he wanted her to call, but she purposefully decided against it.

She murmured, "I'm so sleepy. Don't tease

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me...

"No way!" He turned her down forcefully. "Call

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me.

He was going to torture her with all his

strength. Annoyed, Rachel opened her eyes and turned over to face him with her eyes beaming.

"Mr. Ten-year-old!"

His mouth twitched. He put his head against hers and unreasonably coaxed, "You can sleep peacefully as long as you're willing to call me what I want to hear."

She pursed her lips and glared at him furiously.

However, Jack ignored her protests and threatened, "Call me!"

He tightened his arms on her waist and acted shamelessly like a man drunk with lust. "Or I'll try a novel method to make you call me..."

As he blurted out those words, the lower part of his body could be felt by her in many uncomfortable regions.

She regained her senses quickly as a rush of adrenaline ran through her veins.

After hesitating for a while, she yelled, "You bastard!"

Her burst of anger didn't affect Jack in the slightest way.

He kissed the tip of her nose.

She was both terrified and horny, but she couldn't give in just yet. She softened her voice, "Honey..."

He raised his eyebrows and his deep eyes seemed to be shining in the darkness.

He held her face and gave her a passionate

kiss.

After many such episodes that felt like centuries to her, she survived through the night. Jack did not make any move that could be deemed as sexual in nature, but he held her in his arms during the whole night. And she just let him do that.

Leaning against the man's chest, she fell asleep after many sighs of concern.

They had been to many interesting places in the past three days. After being in each other's company for such a long time, the two people were obviously more aligned to each other.

The most significant difference was that Rachel had a different approach towards Jack. She found herself gravitating towards him during various occasions.

Eric observed them secretly and thought about the changes in their behavior earnestly.

He was disturbed by the fact that she seemed to have a much more intimate relationship with Jack in the course of just a few days.

It wasn't so difficult for him to deduce that both of them had gotten intimate with each other.

'Oh my god! Bloody hell...'

Eric quickly figured out the implications of his reasonable assumption. It hadn't been long since he met them last.

Rachel had even moved to live in with Jack.

It was something that was totally unexpected of her to do! "Water."

After Jack quietly placed a glass of water in front of him, Eric turned to him and said stiffly,

"Thank you."

Rachel walked out of the kitchen to the balcony as a bag of rubbish trailed behind her.

He just sat there silently. He could tell that Rachel was very familiar with the place.

On the other side of the living room, Jack was sitting on the sofa and looking down at something that lay in his hands. He looked so attentive and focused in what he was doing.

They behaved like a real couple, as though they had been together for many decades.

He didn't know if other couples behaved in a similar fashion, but he had gotten to witness such a harmonious scene.

Eric was brought up by a single mother who had to travel all over the world throughout the year. In every practical sense, it was his nanny who raised him.

He had never cared about family affection.

It was Rachel who took care of him after he came to this city.

They hadn't grown up together and they weren't as closely knit as they were during their childhood. Rachel's personality didn't make Eric feel the enthusiastic warmth of family affection.