My Darling, My Dearest

Chapter 237 Went For A Meeting

Celine was pleased, but she didn't step forward. She shouldn't show her arrogance in front of Jack. It might send out the wrong message.

She had already overheard what Rachel said. She was right to say that Jack still cared for Celine.

Although it was hard to get Jack back now, she knew him very well.

She knew if she continued to push herself towards him, he would continue pushing her away.

As long as the man continued to care for her, she would do everything to disturb their marriage.

The angrier Rachel was, the more distant they would be from each other.

Celine would do everything to cause trouble in their marriage.

She wanted to let everyone see how much of a hypocrite Rachel was. She wanted everyone to see her take off her mask. Celine wanted to expose her for who she was.

Apart from her family background, how could Rachel even compare to her? Celine stood still, and her eyes flashed.

In the next three days, Rachel's life suddenly morphed back to what it had been like before.

Jack and Celine didn't show up on her doorstep.

She would go to work and return home once she was off work.

Although everything seemed to have gone back to the way it was, Rachel knew that the events that had transpired before this were not part of her dreams. However, she wished they were.

Honestly, she was simply surprised that Jack didn't follow her out that night.

In fact, when she returned to her house, he didn't even bother to call her.

It was as if both her appearance and disappearance didn't affect him at all.

Rachel had told him that he shouldn't find her until he made his decision, but she didn't expect that he would follow through with her words. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

He really didn't show up.

Did that mean something?

Ever since she left Jack and Celine behind that day, Rachel had been drowning in her thoughts.

Unable to calm herself down, she decided to mock herself even more. 'Look at you, an unloved housewife,' she mocked.

On the third day, Rachel tossed and turned in bed for a long time. However, she still couldn't fall asleep.

She couldn't help but reminisce all the times she had been with Jack. Her heart ached at the thought.

She got so used to having someone by her side. Every morning when she woke up, she would be met with cold sheets. It would take her seconds to realize what had happened, and when she did, she could feel wetness on her cheeks.

Rachel gritted her teeth.

'Did you really just dump me just because your ex returned?' she thought.

She cleared her mind and set for a while. Soon enough, the drowsiness kicked in, and she fell into an uncomfortable nap.

It had been four days, and Jack still didn't show up. This time, she couldn't help but feel a little bit worried.

After cleaning up, Rachel changed into her clothes and went out. Today, she was going to have a meeting in the neighboring province. When she got out of her apartment, she checked if all the necessary things were in her bag.

Once she had confirmed that everything was there, she began to walk.

However, as she was about to reach the stairway, she paused.

She froze as an unsettling feeling rushed through her system. Without another word, she turned around and walked back to her apartment to see if she had forgotten something.

Feeling strange all over, Rachel couldn't help but peak at the guest room only for her jaw to drop when it wasn't completely closed.

She thought that the housekeeper must've forgotten to close the door, so she reached for the doorknob.

However, just as her fingers grazed against the doorknob, she felt something strange.

The housekeeper just cleaned the floor yesterday. There shouldn't be footprints around the doorway.

Staring into the crack again, her heart skipped a beat.

'What's wrong? Is there a thief?' she thought.

Holding her breath, she quickly opened the door. At the same time, her heart was beating wildly in her chest.

When she pushed the door open, the scene wasn't what she had expected. In fact, everything was folded neatly.

The room was quiet. Streams of sunlight shot through the gap, causing the hardwood floor to glisten right back.

Rachel breathed a sigh of relief. However, she couldn't help but feel a hint of disappointment that she didn't find anybody.

It seemed that she thought too much about this.

Rachel lowered her head and glanced at her watch. Just as she was about to leave, her face darkened. She sniffed.

A strange smell wafted around the room. Rachel frowned.

She entered the room and glanced around.

She walked along the shelf and picked up one of the books. However, the smell didn't come from the pages.

No, it was far more distinct. In fact, it smelled like liquor.

Without another word, she turned around and walked towards the bathroom. She made sure that her footsteps were light and swift.

The closer she got the door, the more distinct the scent became.

Rachel stooped right in front of the bathroom door. When she turned her ears against the surface, she frowned when she couldn't hear anything from the other side. Her heart was beating faster and faster. Without missing a beat, she kicked the door open. "Who's in the bathroom?" she demanded.

Suddenly, a familiar face appeared in front of her.

Eric gazed at her in astonishment. His clothes were wrinkled, and he reeked of alcohol. He thought that Rachel had already gone, but he had no idea that she would rush into the bathroom.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

Rachel's veins were already pumped with adrenaline. She slumped back and exhaled deeply. She had really thought that there was a thief in her house. She didn't expect that it would be him.

"I should be asking you the same question." She pressed her hand against her chest. "What are you doing here? How did you even get in?"

"I have a key," Eric snapped. He scratched his head sheepishly. "I lost the key to my apartment. That's why I came here."

Fortunately, he had the key to Rachel's house. He thought that she wasn't home. When he came in, he was so drunk that he didn't even pay attention to the shoes on the shelves.

He had rushed into the bathroom as he retched. In the process, he must've fallen asleep.

He came in so quietly that she didn't even hear him.

Rachel gritted her teeth. "You didn't tell me that you came here! I thought there was a thief. Do you know how scared I was?"

"For someone so alert, you didn't lock the apartment from the inside."

For someone who was drunk, he dared interrogate her. As if she was in the wrong!

Rachel pinched her nose in disgust. "What the hell happened to you?"

"I drank too much at a party last night," he replied sheepishly.

"Get yourself cleaned up. You smell terrible."

Honestly, Rachel wouldn't have noticed him if it wasn't for his smell.

Eric sniffed at his collar and frowned. "I was going to take a shower when you suddenly came barging in like a nutcase."

"I thought I was being robbed,"

she protested. Honestly, he hid himself so he didn't need to face Rachel's never-ending scolds.

But it seemed he had been so careless that he was caught red-handed.

Knowing that he smelled terribly, Eric flushed. Scratching the back of his neck, he waved his hand. "Get out. I'll take a shower."

Rachel glanced at her watch. "Take your time. Remember to lock the door before you leave. I won't be home for three days."

"Where are you going?"

"I have a meeting in the neighboring province."

Eric ruffled his messy hair. "Don't you live with Jack now? Why are you here?"

Rachel's face hardened slightly. She quickly changed the subject. "Don't forget to lock the door before leaving, okay? I'll get going now."

"Okay."

Rachel hurriedly walked out of the guest room before he could say anything more.

She quickly changed her shoes at the hallway. She had only brought a small bag, which contained some clothes and a few of her skin care products.

Since it was only for three days and two nights, she didn't need much.

Rachel was about to open the door when Eric rushed out of the room. "Rachel, wait..." "What's wrong?"

"It's going to rain in the neighboring province for the next two days. Don't forget to bring an umbrella."

Rachel warmed at his reminder. "Okay."

It was not until the fifth day that Jack came. The bruises on his face were already close to disappearing.

Although he had the key, he didn't dare open the door to her apartment.

Instead, with an uneasy heart, he rang the doorbell and waited.

Five days had passed, and he didn't know if Rachel was still mad at him.

He didn't wait for several days on purpose.

When she had stalked out of the hospital, Jack wanted to catch up to her, but he stopped himself.

She had been so angry that he had absolutely no confidence as to what to say. He was afraid that he might just piss her off.

He didn't want her to think that he was just trying to coax her. In fact, at this point, he was afraid that Rachel wouldn't trust him anymore.

This was why, instead of running after her, he stayed. Jack decided to calm himself down.

Although Celine's matter should be taken care of by then, Howard was still stubborn enough to beg for Jack to be there, just to confirm with the police that everything would be fine.

Jack had agreed for Howard's sake.

However, Baron wasn't happy with the decision.

His woman's business had nothing to do with Jack at all, so he didn't understand why the man had to be dragged into this.

Author's note

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Translator: Scarlett5555