"How can I not be nervous? Such an incident happened on you, I... Julie stopped talking when she saw the change of expression on Rachel's face.
She stood up again and said, "Miss, you didn't eat anything in the hospital today. I'll prepare some for you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Jack's voice suddenly came from the door, "Let me do it, Julie, go upstairs with her to have a rest."
When Jack came in with several bags in his hands, he looked at Rachel on the sofa with tenderness in his eyes. "Rachel, if I'm not wrong, you should want to drink a bowl of fish head soup now, right? I just bought it."
Rachel didn't expect that what he thought was right. Her expression was a little strange, but she still refuted, "No, I have no appetite. You don't have to do it."
With a slight smile on his face, Jack went straight to the kitchen, took a rest and began to prepare for the banquet.
Although her attitude was like this, at least it was better than leaving directly. All the things happened before were all his fault, so he deserved to be treated like this.
He always made trouble like this, and he would ask for forgiveness thousands of times later.
When the fish head soup was ready, Jack sat at the table with his mobile phone and looked through all kinds of books about taking care of pregnant women on the Internet, and then recorded them down one by one.
The casserole gradually began to blow up. Jack put down his mobile phone, stood up, lifted the lid and covered it again, leaving a small gap, and then made the stove fire to the minimum.
When he was about to take a spoon to taste the soup, his phone rang.
Jack had to put down the spoon and picked up the phone. He frowned and asked, "Mom, what's up?"
"Let me ask you, what's wrong with Scarlett? How can you let a little girl go to that kind of place?" Tracy snapped.
Jack reached out and rubbed his aching temples. He knew that Scarlett would definitely complain to Tracy.
He was also waiting for the call, but he didn't expect that Scarlett would call her so soon. He had just arrived home, and Tracy called him so soon.
He said in a deep voice, "Mom, I'll come to you in about an hour. I have something to tell you face to face."
Tracy demanded, "Come here now."
Jack turned his head and looked at the casserole. Without saying a word, he directly hung up the phone and muted it. Then he put it aside and continued with the unfinished work.
Rachel was lying on the bed and reading a book. She rubbed her aching ribs from time to time.
She wanted to sit down, but Julie didn't agree and insisted that Rachel must lie on the bed and have a good rest. Unable to persuade her, Rachel had to listen to her words. She had been lying on the bed for nearly a day and a night and couldn't fall asleep, so she picked up a book and read it.
However, she couldn't read a single word.
As for Jack, Rachel knew clearly what kind of feeling she had. She still loved him deeply, but the existence of Scarlett made her flinch.
She also felt that she was getting more and more confused about Jack.
When Rachel was lost in her thought, a delicious smell of fish head soup suddenly came from the air. She looked up and saw Jack coming in with the fish head soup in his hand. "I just tasted it downstairs. It's good."
Subconsciously, Rachel reached out to take the bowl from his hand. After thinking for a while, she said in a low voice without turning her head, "Put it here. I don't want to drink it now."
"I have cooked for so long. Don't you want to have a taste?"
Jack asked in a low voice, with his head against his chest. He looked pitiful, as if he had been bullied.
It seemed that every time the two of them quarreled, he would use this to soften her heart.
However, as time went by, these tricks might not work every time.
Rachel smiled silently. "Jack, you don't have to talk to me like that, and you don't have to cook personally to make me happy. We have come to this point. No matter what you do, I won't turn back."
He was not like this. There was really no need for him to do these things to please her and put on such a pitiful look to win her sympathy.
If the two of them were as good as before, they would be happy.
But now, the divorce agreement of the two was put in the suitcase. When the time came, the two would go their separate ways. There was really no need to do these meaningless things.
Besides, too many things had happened. Rachel couldn't treat it nothing.
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