My Darling, My Dearest

Chapter 62

Jack's expression changed. Rachel realized she had probably said too much. "Thank you for your detailed answers."

He smiled awkwardly. "You're welcome." After a pause, he looked at her again and tentatively opened his mouth to speak. "You know, Wendy was weak. If you were in her place, I doubt you would've done the same thing."

Rachel scoffed. Was he serious? "What are you talking about? Me?" Rachel didn't know how to reply to what he had just said. Instead, she raised her eyebrows and gave a small smile. "I'm glad that you think so highly of me. But I'm not exactly like Wendy."

He nodded at her remark, still a little worried. Francis' cast was like a warning to him, and he wanted to prevent any further conflict with Rachel.

What he didn't understand was why Rachel didn't want to file for a divorce. He knew that she was not the type to covet wealth or fame.

On the contrary, Rachel disdained fame. However, she had no intention of divorcing.

It was unreasonable for a woman to be sensible when she was out of her mind. But Rachel wouldn't bother doing anything stupid.

However, he couldn't be one hundred percent sure she wouldn't do that, so he tried to sound her out. If she reflected a lot more about the divorce, ■3

then he'd come out with a safer option for the both of them.

Realizing that he wasn't going to get the answer he wanted, Jack lowered his voice and said, "I want to ask you something."

Rachel was caught by surprise. She raised her brows for him to continue. "Well? What do you want to ask?"

He glanced at her uncomfortably, his body shifting in hesitance. "What do you think of us getting a divorce?"

Rachel groaned internally, 'Why did he have to mention it again?' On the bright side, it wasn't so serious. She sighed in relief. She thought he would tell her something worse.

Jack always brought this topic up. But her answer was always the same.

"As long as you can persuade Dad, I have no objection."

A gleam flashed across Jack's eyes. "Really? Do you mean it?"

"Yes," she replied curtly.

He thought for a while and nodded in agreement. "Okay, then..."

A knock on the door disturbed their conversation. Jack approached the door to the maid standing outside. She smiled elegantly and gently said, "Mendes is looking for Rachel."

Jack nodded with a smile.

"Okay, I'll tell her." ■3

Rachel glanced at him quizzically. He told her that Mendes was anxiously looking for her.

She sped past Jack, hurrying downstairs.

She was afraid that the child would suddenly burst into anger and annoy the two elders. It would not make a good impression.

When she came down, she saw Mendes obediently sitting on the sofa. But something seemed to bother him. His little eyes caught hers and he started to smile.

He got down from the sofa and ran towards her direction. Rachel laughed as his little legs glided across the floor. The boy cried in glee. "Rachel! I want to pee!"

Rachel sucked in a breath. She didn't know whether she should laugh or cry. She understood the embarrassed situation the boy was in and took his hand.

"Alright. Don't worry. I'll take you there," she said. Mendes nodded repeatedly. He had wanted to go to the bathroom since earlier but was too embarrassed to mention it to Johnathan and Tracy. He was so close to pulling his trousers down in front of him. But luckily, Rachel came to the rescue!

Rachel said to her parents-in-law, "Excuse me."

Mendes blushed and lowered his head. Jonathan was amused by his innocent look. "It's alright, young man. Go ahead."

As Rachel took the boy away, he sighed. "He is such a funny and lovely child."

Tracy had nothing to say. She just glanced at ■3

him. She didn't care whether the boy was lovely or not. He was someone else's child!

Jonathan was as cunning as a fox. She had slept beside him for so many years, and knew him inside out.

Jonathan had never agreed to their divorce before, but he suddenly changed his mind. It was strange indeed.

He had promised to persuade Rachel if she didn't agree. His son was too smart to feel something wrong, but remained quiet about everything.

Jonathan knew that his son was waiting for the perfect moment to approach and negotiate with him.

Seeing his wife's worried face, Jonathan quietly patted her hand. "Don't worry. We need to take our time."

'Take our time?' Tracy was speechless and a little angry by what he was suggesting.

Jonathan stood up to wash his hands. When he emerged from the bathroom, he saw Jack descending down the stairs. He asked casually, "How are things going with Rachel?"

"She said that as long as you agreed, she would have no objection."

"What do you mean by that? Did she refuse to tell you, or did you not explain to her in detail?"

Jack shrugged. "She just said she's willing to get divorce if you agree," he emphasized.

"Well..." Jonathan nodded. He furrowed his ■3

eyebrows and said with a cynical smile, "Alright. Well, I do not agree."

"What?" Jack widened his eyes and paused for a brief moment. His face darkened after he processed what his father had just said. He clenched his teeth and asked coldly, "Why would you reverse your deal?"

"I did promise you something," he laughed darkly. "I told you earlier that before divorcing her, you need to complete one special requirement."

Jack remembered the request and glared at his father. "Can you stop torturing me for once? Why does it matter? You promised me that we could already file for a divorce."

A child's voice was faintly heard in the distance. Johnathan smiled, "Either you stay together or accept my request, Jack. You, out of all people, should know that nothing comes for free in this world."

Jack kept silent for a while. He saw Rachel and Mendes approaching them. He looked at this elegant woman and whispered to his father, "She will never agree. You need to be the one to bring her the news."

Rachel overheard the last sentence and gaped with her mouth wide open. She turned to Johnathan, frowning. "Dad, do you have something to say to me?"

"We can about it after dinner. Let's eat!"

Rachel had a funny feeling that what she was about to hear wasn't good news.

At the dinner table, there were only five of them. ■3

The Fu family hadn't felt the presence of a child for a long time.

As such, Mendes received special care at the table. The cook had prepared several of his favorite dishes.

He was very well- mannered. But that was because he was shy and hesitant around strangers, wanting to give off a good impression.

He gracefully took the spoon and started to eat. He wasn't picky at all. He ate whatever Johnathan handed over to him.

It was much better than when he was in the hospital. Celia and his nanny always had to threaten him in order for him to eat his food.

On the contrary, Rachel found that Mendes didn't like being forced or threatened to do anything. He preferred to be approached with care.

If someone spoiled him, he often behaved very

well.

From across the table Jack kept glancing at her. She lowered her forehead, not understanding the sudden worried looks he was flashing in her direction.

Jack's pulse quickened. He was thinking about the proper time to tell her. Maybe he could tell her on the drive back home.

He didn't want to take his father's request into consideration at all.

'Why do we need live together for a year if we are going to get divorce in the end?'

Jack wondered how he would make Rachel ■3

sign the agreement. She said that as long as his father agreed, then she would agree to sign it.

Jonathan showed great interest in the child, and took care of him from time to time. They even started to develop an intimate bond with one another.

Tracy was a little jealous when she saw this. Jonathan had never treated his son the same way.

She sighed in her heart and watched the people in front of her.

She had no appetite at all. She wondered if they were going to get divorced at all.

She wasn't aware that Jonathan added one more request to their divorce agreement. If they wanted to get divorced, then they would have to live together for a year.

The only thing that bothered her was whether her son would marry Celine after divorcing Rachel.

Thinking about this put her in a bad mood.

She was so overwhelmed that she didn't touch her food at all.

Noticing her mother- in- law's silence, Rachel asked with concern, "Mom, what's wrong? You haven't eaten anything yet."

Tracy looked at her. She opened her mouth and closed, her eyes wide open. With a helpless smile, she shook her head.

The air stood still. Jack stopped and watched at his mother.

Tracy waved her hand hurriedly. "Don't worry. ■3

It's nothing serious, I just have a bad appetite tonight." Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

"Just eat your food. I have something to tell you two later," Jonathan told Jack and Rachel.

'What could it be?1 Rachel wondered.

Jack glared at his father and saw the mischievous gleam in his eyes.

"You three can stay here tonight. I insist that you go back tomorrow morning," Jonathan said.

Tomorrow was Saturday, and Rachel didn't have to work.

'Now that Mendes is here, where is Jack going to sleep?' she wondered.

Before she had time to think more about it, Jack interrupted, "I have something urgent to do tomorrow morning. So, I have to leave as early as I

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can.

Jonathan scowled upon hearing this. He put his utensils down and crossed his arms, gazing at his son. "Why are you in such a hurry? I insist that you stay here tonight."