Stuck in you

Rachel was surprised that Jack arrived early.

"I had nothing to do in the company. Are you done? I want to take you out to dinner tonight."

Rachel had always liked French cuisine. Coincidentally, there was a new French restaurant that just opened in the west of the city.

After cleaning up the items on her desk, they left.

Jack quickly held her hand, interlocking their fingers.

Rachel flushed as his hand grazed against hers. She struggled under his grip, but it was no use.

Holley slowly came out from the shadows and stared blankly at the two retreating figures. Her face paled at the sight. "Why did she come back?" she whispered to herself.

The newly opened restaurant was filled with customers.

Fortunately, Jack had booked the table. When they arrived, they crossed through the long queue and walked into the restaurant.

"What do you want to eat?" Jack handed the menu to Rachel.

French cuisine was famous for its exquisite flavor, which was one of the aspects that Rachel liked.

The delicate and intricate catering suited her taste.

Rachel ordered a sirloin steak for herself and lobster for Jack. When the waiter took their orders and left, she smiled. "Don't you feel bothered that I helped you decide it?"

"Of course not." Jack knew that she would only do this to the people she was very close to. This was why he was more than happy to nod with her order.

Given the busy atmosphere, the service was slow, which gave them a chance to talk with each other.

Jack told Rachel what Henry had told them. "His grandmother felt so guilty that she sends fresh vegetables and tonics to them personally every day," he explained.

However, she was still reluctant in bringing them back home, given Alice's present.

This was why they needed to lie low for a while.

"After all, Alice is her daughter." Rachel sighed. She couldn't help but feel sorry for Lea.

Jack poured a glass of red wine for himself and water for her. "They need to solve this quickly. It wouldn't be good for both sides if they continue to drag it out," he said.

Just then, Rachel's phone rang. "Hello?"

Her face paled at the sound.

In the emergency room at the hospital, the beds were filled with children from four to five years old.

Sobs and whimpers filled her ears from the other end of the line.

sorry for calling you, but we need an extra set of hands." After hanging up, Cara quickly grabbed some bandages

didn't waste any time as she rushed back to

of children were injured because they didn't fasten their seat belts properly. Given the

towards her and pulled her aside. "Rachel," she said anxiously. "A

Rachel

was the one in charge of the child. She thought he only suffered from bruises, but it seemed that it wasn't the case. The child had gone into a coma, and his pulse was growing weaker and weaker. She quickly called the nurse to find

please." Rachel couldn't help but feel distressed at the sight of the child losing consciousness. At this point, an operation

she didn't snap back into reality until

that I was the one behind her accident, so why is she

her gloves. "The patient his recovered her heartbeat.

as Holley stared at Rachel in

nurse was the one who bowed in respect. "Thank

nodded and

problem, she needed to go and see

sure that their hearts were well-protected. Given their age, their

after she took her first few steps that Holley shouted,

"Yes?" She turned.

Didn't she know that I had done something behind her

Holley wondered.

a letter taped to her door to her

you've done sooner or

showed a picture of her and

that Rachel must've had something to do with

turned and left. She had

only met Holley a few times, and they barely knew

acting so strange,'

wasn't any time to think of measly things

thirty seats,

kids were severely injured from

fact, Rachel had to go through seven operations that night. When she was finally finished with the last one, her vision was

office as her head pounded in pain. At least she was done. When she opened her door,

eyes widened in surprise.

breakfast as well as take

placed a bowl of steaming wantons onto

eaten dinner last night, the operations had not only made her

seemed that they'd already

to being in the operating room

that Rachel always came home with a bowl of wontons in her hands after she finished her night

when she received a phone call, Jack persuaded her to refuse. But after seeing the anxiety written all over her face, he gave up and drove her

that she would be busy, he decided

wiped the entire bowl clean. When she looked up, the exhaustion in her

home, Jack turned around

by the advertising department. I've already checked it, and it seems plausible,"