My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 415

Rachel's cold face came before his eyes. Jack couldn't help but feel a pang of pain. He took a deep breath, determined to catch up with her taxi. Just then, the phone in his pocket rang, diverting his attention.

As soon as Rachel got home, she sat on the sofa, trying to calm herself. She had experienced a whirlwind of emotions. Instantly, she touched her belly, knowing such extreme reactions weren't good for her baby. Julie noticed that something was off about her. Bringing her a glass of water, she asked, "Miss, are you feeling okay?"

"Oh yes, I am fine,"

Rachel said and began to drink the water. She realized she had been extremely thirsty. In a gulp, the glass was empty.

Ever since she came back from outpatient department, she knew that her colleagues had begun talking about her. Such talks annoyed her a great deal so she remained in the office most of the time. The pantry was considered the gossip place hence she avoided going there.

At present, Rachel was gazing at Julie. And Julie was tempted to ask about Jack. After all, their relationship seemed a bit strained lately. But before she could say anything, the landline rang, interrupting their talk.

Julie went and picked it up. The conversation was brief. In a matter of seconds, she announced, "It was Mr. Fu's call. He said he has some urgent business to deal with. You shouldn't expect him for dinner."

"Okay."

Rachel nodded her head and gave a cold smile. She had so many questions for him. She was dying to know what was keeping him busy. However, the only thing she could do was suppress these urges.

But nobody thought this emergency would keep him away from home for several days.

Even Julie couldn't help but ask, "Miss, why don't you call Mr. Fu and ask when he will come back?"

"That won't be required," Rachel said indifferently. She flipped through the medical book in her hand and tried to look focused.

By now, Julie knew Rachel didn't like it when people pressed her. Having no other choice, she let go of the matter. Julie noticed that the TV was on. Since nobody was watching it, she reached for the remote, getting ready to turn it off. Just then, something caught her attention. Her eyes became wide open. Pointing her finger at the TV, she called out, "Miss, Mr. Fu..." Her voice faltered. In the television screen, a crowded site was shown. Plenty of people surrounded the area. Utter shock was evident on all of their faces. The scene was the epitome of chaos.

With her hands on her waist, Rachel slowly stood up. Her calm face turned livid and her eyes widened in shock.

The reality came crashing in. Jack, who had called them a while ago, was now in the nearby city. On his way back, his car crashed with a tourist bus. The news that was shown on the TV was live. Jack lay limp on the stretcher, his body splattered in blood. He was being sent to the ambulance.

Her limbs became weak. The sight on TV was too gruesome. Unable to take it, Rachel closed her eyes. After a while, she opened them again. She had thought she was dreaming. However, the news on TV remained the same. In a trembling voice, she asked, "Julie, did they show Jack on TV?"

"Yes, it was him." Julie shivered with fear.

Feeling her legs go weak, Rachel fell on the sofa. Julie hurried to hold her arm and asked, "Miss, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She signaled to Julie to bring her phone from the tea table.

Looking at the hospital number shown on the screen, she dialed it with her trembling fingers. After talking to them, it was confirmed that the person was indeed Jack. Tears slid down her chin.

A friend of Jonathan had sent him a potted orchid two days ago. Now that he had a lot of spare time in his hands, he indulged in raising flowers at home.

Tracy sat next to them, peeling walnuts and putting them in an empty bowl. "The walnuts we brought are extremely good. I'll peel them today and feed them to Jack along with eggs. It will improve his health."

"Heath? What's wrong with him? I think he has been doing well these days," said Jonathan in a deep voice.

Tracy disagreed. "Our son seems to be strong on the surface. But deep down, he isn't doing that well. The other day I caught him sitting motionlessly near the window. These walnuts will do some good to his mental health as well."

Jonathan listened silently and didn't utter a word. Soon, his mind went back to the orchid. He started wondering if he should move this orchid into his room in the evening.

After a while, Tracy realized Jonathan was lost in his own world, paying no attention to her words. Pulling the corners of her mouth, she said angrily, "I'm going on and on but you are paying me no attention. Did you even hear what I said?" "Of course, keep going," Jonathan answered, trying to hide his guilt.

Tracy rolled her eyes at him. "Then tell me, what did I say just now?"

In truth, Jonathan didn't hear anything. He coughed awkwardly and tried to think of an excuse. At this moment, the telephone in the room rang. He rushed over saying, "I have to answer the call. It must be important, you never know!" Internally, he thanked the caller for rescuing him from this situation.

Tracy curled her lips and murmured, "The older you are, the better you are at fooling people!"

On the other side, when Jonathan walked into the room and picked up the phone, he heard a lady's voice. "Hello, are you Jack Fu's family?"

"Yes, I am," he replied, unable to hide his confusion. 'Who could it be?' he wondered. He told himself perhaps she was Jack's mistress or something.

"This is the hospital. Mr. Fu had a car accident and is being rescued in our hospital. Please come here as soon as possible. Some operation agreements require your signature.

Sir, are you still there?