Stuck in you

He frowned at the sight of Scarlett, "Didn't I tell you not to come again?"

"I come to accompany you." With the support of Tracy, Scarlett had no feelings for what Jack said to her anymore.

She sat down and asked with a smile, "How are you feeling today?"

Jack ignored her, closed his eyes and said coldly, "Where is my phone?"

"I don't know." Scarlett tried her best to hold back her laughter and said innocently, "I haven't seen it for a long time."

In fact, she took out the phone and gave it to Tracy.

It was the night when Jack had an accident. When she was about to lie on her arms and have a rest, she heard her phone ringing. It was not her own phone.

She followed the ringtone to find the phone, and finally found it in Jack's bloodstained trousers pocket.

It was none other than Rachel. When she saw the number marked "Rachel" on the screen, Scarlett was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She raised the phone several times and wanted to throw it away, but finally she controlled herself.

However, she had other plans in her mind.

On the second day, when Tracy came to the hospital, she deliberately sneaked the phone in front of Tracy while Jack was sleeping. She whispered, "Aunt, there was a call yesterday to look for Jack. I was afraid it was his private phone, so I didn't answer it."

"Who called him?"

"Rachel."

When she finished these words, she clearly noticed that Tracy's face changed again and again. At that moment, Scarlett knew that she was right.

Tracy took the phone and looked at it for a while. Then she said expressionlessly in a low voice, "I've put it away. If Jack asks you in the future, you can tell him that you don't know."

Regaining her composure, Scarlett deliberately lowered her head and took out her phone from her bag and handed it to Jack. She said thoughtfully, "If you want to make a call, use my phone."

Jack kept his mouth shut and didn't respond. He felt a little depressed in his heart. Rachel must have known that he had a car accident, but why didn't she come to the hospital to see him? Was it really more comfortable and comfortable for her without him by her side?

Although there was no expression on his face, there were five complex feelings in his heart.

A complacent smile appeared on Scarlett's face. She seemed to be able to see her future life.

These two days, she gradually developed a habit. Before

feel the little guy in her

was a

because of this that she felt

lie down to rest, her cell phone rang at her hand. "Rachel, are you asleep?" Lea asked in

She answered, "Not yet."

said in a low voice, "Jack called Henry just now

that he remembered to call her to ask

his side, did he occasionally remember to

didn't need it

moment of silence, Rachel asked, "You

why are

hiding from him. I just don't want to have anything to

the phone, the sleepiness that she had gathered had

they could foresee that the two would end up separated in the future, why did they

already had Scarlett by his side. There was no need for

before and would not change for anything. Besides, Tracy should be very satisfied

them walking hand in hand, talking and laughing. They looked like a mother and daughter.

biological clock woke her up from

through the medical records of

after you got off work yesterday. These are the information and medical records of a patient. Now

"Okay."

the patients with financial difficulties in the hospital. Of course, this help could not be applied for casually. It must be reviewed by many layers, and the final review was in their executive

to this job, she sat down and looked through

only thirty-five years old, but because of a car accident ten years ago, her spine was broken. From then on, she could only rest in bed, and she was diagnosed with liver cancer not

It is said that she was just one month pregnant when the car accident happened. She stayed at home for a long time and planned to take a walk in the park. However, when she crossed the

her head, Rachel smiled and said, "You

said, "A nurse in the Department of Orthopedics happened to rent an apartment with me. I heard

faint smile, Rachel lowered her head and continued to look through the medical records. Her colleague

nodded without

records of ten years. That afternoon, she went to the ward and continued the second step. She personally checked the patient and

the patient's mother and mother-in-law, and a little boy about ten years old was holding a painting in his hand and raising it above his head as if it was a treasure. There was also a man standing beside him. He reached out and touched the boy's head, with a faint

the door, walked in and introduced,