Stuck in you

"What's he doing now?" Rachel asked curiously.

She could hear a muffled sigh on the other end of the line. Not knowing what to say, Austin stammered, before falling into silence.

It stayed like for a while and judging from the awkward silence, Rachel assumed that something was wrong.

Still waiting for an answer, she checked her watch. Was he in a social engagement?

"Ask Jack to answer the phone," she said coldly.

Austin could tell from her tone that she was angry. "Wait! Mrs. Fu, please. It's not what you think," he said hurriedly.

Rachel silently curved her lips in sympathy, curious about what he had to say.

"So will you tell me what's bothering you, Austin?"

It seemed that Austin had been struggling for a long time. Giving in to her persistence, he sighed helplessly. "I can't make a decision for Mr. Fu. I'd prefer if you come to see for yourself."

So Jack wasn't able to pick up the call. It wasn't because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

Rachel went to the hospital and stared at the man in the bed. She walked towards him, Jack was still asleep.

Austin explained that before Jack passed out, he had asked him to do a favor. It was to tell Rachel that he was too busy to pick up the phone. The stubborn man didn't want her to know that he was confined in the hospital.

After learning about this, she sighed expressionless.

She looked at Austin and asked, "What happened? I thought he had been taking meals on time these days."

After hesitating for a while, Austin decided to tell her the truth.

"For the last two days, he had been drinking wine for business reasons."

Rachel's face darkened. Why didn't Jack tell her that?

No wonder he was sent to the hospital.

Austin continued the story. "There was an important dinner this evening. A lot of people had attended, but Mr. Fu's body couldn't take in anymore alcohol.

Mrs. Fu, if it's convenient for you, please try to persuade Mr. Fu to stop drinking. It seems that he only listens to you."

Rachel kept silent. 'Listen to me? Bully shit!'

He told Rachel that he took his medicine and ate meals on time. Apparently, those were lies!

Stressed, she rubbed her forehead and said, "I'll ask the doctor about his condition."

A hint of hesitation flashed through Austin's eyes. He gave her the attending doctor's name and asked a nurse nearby to take her there. She muttered her thanks before leaving.

he got surprised to see Rachel peeling an apple beside

fruit's scent, his tummy grumbling. He licked his dry lips and heard Rachel's

half peeled apple aside and wiped her fingers with a wet towel. Figuring that he was thirsty, she gave him a

Rachel to help

terrific sleep last night, but now that he had woken up, he

previous burning pain he felt in his stomach suddenly dissipated. He looked at Rachel and smiled guiltily. She probably found out

he was scared, he pretended not to know

she replied, "I came here after I called you and Austin

tell you

"Yes." Jack smiled embarrassedly,

his head flaming red.

Rachel that he would take the pills and eat his meals on time. But as for his social activities, that was

emotion in his eyes and began to think of what to do. From a near distance, he heard her ask, "How

comfortable now, since

However,

his lips slightly. He placed one hand

feel a little bit

hurts?" Rachel frowned. She turned

for

Rachel disagreed. "It's gastritis."

Gastritis? What was that?

didn't bother to get a thorough check-up. He just popped into the hospital and asked a doctor to prescribe him

after work, but it seemed that his body got the better

to get

he didn't expect that it was as bad as

more

Rachel that Jack was suffering from chronic gastritis. It couldn't be cured in just a day or two. If the pain worsened, it could develop into

said he had taken good care of his

him, doubting whether he

was afraid

while and replied, "I didn't have much tonight.

said, "You can't eat anything solid right now. I'll buy

she stopped, thinking that Jack probably had no appetite to

that Jack had followed her to eat in the

"Do you want someone to buy food

restaurant. By the way, what time

the party. He didn't

her wrist watch and said, "It's ten o'clock. I asked

room for Jack to interrupt, she continued, "He is your secretary, not your personal assistant. He's supposed to leave when he gets off work. He was so kind to stay here with you,

his

porridge, Jack touched his nose. Although she didn't say anything, he could feel

to

that she