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.

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

waste any time as she rushed back

children were injured because they didn't fasten their seat belts properly. Given the impact, some of them even sported

aside. "Rachel," she

Rachel

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

feel distressed at the sight of the child losing consciousness. At this

so immersed in her own thoughts that she didn't snap back into reality until a nurse pulled her by

known that I was the one behind her accident, so why

gloves. "The

complete silence as Holley stared

one who bowed

just nodded and turned

problem, she needed to go and see if the other patients were doing

make sure that their hearts were well-protected. Given their

only after she took her

"Yes?" She turned.

know that

Holley wondered.

still hospitalized, Holley saw a letter taped to her door to her house after

for what you've done sooner

the back of the letter showed a picture of

she thought that Rachel must've had something to

as Holley didn't answer her, Rachel turned and left. She had other children to get

only met Holley a few

so strange,'

wasn't any time to think of measly things like this. Right

bus only had thirty seats,

kids were severely

night. When she was finally finished with the last one, her vision was already blurring and her hands were numb by

head pounded in pain. At least she was done. When she

surprise. "Why are

here to bring you breakfast as

smiled and placed a bowl

last night, the operations had not only made her exhausted but also extremely hungry.

seemed that they'd already

in the operating room for a long time. "I'm

with a bowl of wontons in her hands after she finished her night

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

busy, he decided to

bowl clean. When she looked up, the exhaustion in her eyes seemed

Jack turned around and

this is the schedule provided by the advertising department. I've already checked it, and it seems plausible," Austin said, handing the document in his