My Darling, My Dearest

Chapter 64

When Mendes heard what Jack had sad, he immediately complied. He happily ran towards Rachel.

He opened his arms and stood naked on the bed, and allowed Rachel to help him to get dressed. Jack glanced the boy's buttocks and saw that it was plump as two buns.

Jack lightly slapped the boy's buttocks. "Get dressed by yourself, you little scamp!" he goaded.

Mendes turned his head in surprise. He covered his backside to hide his shame.

Jack raised his chin and urged, "Put on your clothes."

Meanwhile, Rachel held Mendes's clothes in her hands, trying to hold herself back from laughing. To her surprise, Mendes listened to Jack and put the clothes on by himself.

Rachel would glance at Jack from time to time as they waited for Mendes to finish getting dressed. She never expected that he could make Mendes listen to him so easily.

Maybe Mendes understood that it would not do him well to trouble Jack because of his tough attitude.

Mendes was able to put on his shirt without asking for Rachel's help.

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Mendes struggled to put on his pants.

Watching Mendes get dressed was amusing, and Jack thought it was a lovely sight.

Mendes noticed that Jack was staring at him. "Are we going to sleep together? All three of us?" he asked.

Jack froze. He didn't know how to answer Mendes' question. Rachel felt awkward too. "I don't think so, Mendes," Jack said.

Why wouldn't Jack sleep next to them? There was nowhere else to sleep.

The guestrooms in the Fu family's house were all locked. Jonathan would not allow Rachel and Jack to sleep in different rooms.

When Jack and Rachel first slept in the same bed together, Jack was rather impatient.

Jack remembered what had smelled before. He smelled the same light fragrance from Rachel again. "Rachel, did you use perfume?" he asked.

"No, I didn't." Rachel was confused as to why Jack would ask her this question. If she remembered correctly, Jack had asked him this same question last time.

Mendes jumped into Rachel's arms and inhaled her scent. "It smells really good!" said the boy.

Rachel rubbed her nose against Mendes' forehead. She couldn't help but giggle at the child. The boy really knew how to flatter her. ■3

"All right. I should go and try to find a place to get some sleep," said Jack.

Jack didn't find a place to sleep, and ultimately it led him back to the room.

The bed was wide enough for the three of them.

Mendes made himself comfortable. Rachel didn't even need to coax him.

Mendes did not even hesitate to ask them if he could sleep between them. Rachel immediately agreed because she didn't want this night to become more awkward than it already was. Sleeping next to Jack would become problematic for the two of them.

Jack stood beside the bed, refusing to lie down. He couldn't bring himself to sleep next to them.

"Why are you still standing there? Come sleep next to me," said Mendes.

With stiff arms and legs, Jack lifted the beddings and laid down next to Mendes.

Jack had always been stern and calm. He was the kind of man that could stay calm in a global market crisis. But something about this situation had turned him into a nervous wreck.

He had not felt this nervous for so long. It was as if he had just become a teenager again. He was so nervous it felt like it was his first time to be in bed next to a woman.

Jack closed his eyes and tried to keep the inexplicable thoughts and emotions clouding his ■3

head.

He tried to imagine himself being alone in the bed to distract him from his situation. Jack gradually calmed down as he tried to phase his breathing.

He was finally able to shake off his nerves and slowly fall asleep. Suddenly, someone blew on his ear, which made Jack get goose bumps.

Jack turned around and said through gritted teeth, "You..."

Rachel noticed that something was wrong. "What's the matter, Jack?" she whispered.

Mendes was silently giggling to himself. He was playing a prank on Jack, and he had just succeeded.

Rachel was afraid that if the boy did something again, he would infuriate Jack.

He might lose his patience and kick Mendes out of the bed.

Rachel reached out her hands and embraced Mendes.

"Okay, it's time for sleep, Mendes," she whispered.

Jack felt even more uncomfortable than he already was. He had thought it was Rachel who blew on his ear.

He decided to just close his eyes and breathe to calm himself down.

Right now, all he wanted was a good night's sleep. ■3

Just when he thought he couldn't feel any worse, a hand reached all the way up his thigh. Jack tensed up immediately, but he knew whose fat little hand it was.

Jack gnashed his teeth in hatred. "What the hell are you doing?"

Rachel was taken by surprise. "Why, what's wrong?" she answered. Rachel thought that Jack was talking to her. She felt frightened at Jack's sudden outburst.

Despite looking calm, she was really nervous under the surface. She remembered what Jonathan had told her after their conversation.

It was bad enough she felt so embarrassed that she had to sleep next to him again. Fortunately, this time there was a child between them.

Having Mendes around was a welcome buffer. He had saved her from breaking into a nervous wreck.

"No, it's nothing," said Jack. "Never mind." Jack gritted his teeth. Mendes' hand was now on his waist.

Jack grabbed the boy's hand without hesitation. "Quit it!"

"Mendes, what are you doing?" asked Rachel. She rubbed her eyes and turned on the bedside lamp. She saw that Mendes was not asleep at all. Instead, he was smiling like an imp.

"What are you laughing at?" she said.

He lifted the quilt with his right hand and showed her. "Look!" ■3

Jack quickly withdrew his hand away from Mendes.

Rachel knew it was Mendes' fault. He was the reason why Jack was acting strange.

"Mendes, you better stop playing tricks on Jack before he throws you out and makes you sleep on the corridor!"

Mendes saw that Jack had taken back his hand and it left him disappointed. "Okay..." he answered in surrender.

Jack looked over at Rachel. The soft light coming from the lamp highlighted her delicate features. Her face was nothing short of angelic.

Jack felt like he was in a daze. It was like he was looking at someone who wasn't Rachel.

"I like sleeping this way," said Mendes.

He took Rachel's slender fingers in one hand, and held on to Jack's strong arm with the other. He pressed his lips and smiled sheepishly.

Rachel's heart felt heavy when she thought of Mendes' parents. She touched his hair and ran her the back of her fingers on his plump cheeks. "Okay, you can sleep like this, but you have to behave."

"Okay," said Mendes. He smiled as he closed his eyes and drifted to sleep.

When Rachel raised her head, her eyes met Jack's.

She noticed that he had been staring at her for a while. "What are you looking at?" she said.

It took seconds for Jack to react. He drew his ■3

attention away from Rachel and lay down. "Nothing. Let's get some sleep," he replied.

Was it really nothing? If Mendes had seen what had happened just now, even he wouldn't believe that it was nothing.

Rachel brushed it off. She was too tired to talk about it now, so she decided to turn off the light and go to sleep.

It was their first time to share a bed with a child, and both of them felt strangely uncomfortable. Rachel couldn't sleep. A million thoughts flooded her mind.

She opened her eyes and saw that Mendes had already fallen asleep.

As Rachel tried to force herself to sleep,

she heard Jack speak. "Are you asleep?"

"Not yet," she answered.

It seemed that she was not the only person who couldn't fall asleep. "I can't fall asleep," he said. Judging by the tone of his voice, he was very uncomfortable with their sleeping situation.

'Now you want to talk to me?' Rachel thought to herself.

"I guess that makes two of us," she replied, brushing off the comment in her mind. The truth was, Rachel had kept her eyes open all this time.

"I'm a little worried that I'll accidentally sleep on top of Mendes," said Jack. He had been fidgeting on the other side of the bed.

Rachel's drowsiness that she had been building ■3

up suddenly went away.

Jack's comment had her worried. Rachel was used to sleeping alone. What if she fell asleep and pressed on Mendes by accident?

She remembered that she once had a patient that was brought in because his parents accidentally fell asleep on top of him.

The thought of accidentally falling asleep on top of Mendes frightened her.

"What if we move him to the side?" Jack suggested. The two of them looked at each other from across the bed. After a moment of silence, Jack spoke again. "The bed is big enough to prevent him from falling off, you don't have to worry."

Rachel nodded at Jack. She probably thought it was a good idea, but there was still one problem.

"Mendes is already asleep. If we move him now, he's going to wake up," she whispered.

"You're right," Jack answered as he rubbed his eyes.

He waited for the little boy to fall deeper in his sleep.

He felt Mendes' soft body lying on his arm and his warm breath running along his arm.

After what felt like an eternity for the both of them, Jack broke the silence. "Is he sound asleep?"

"Wait a few more minutes," said Rachel as she looked at Mendes.

Jack suddenly thought of something and asked, "Do his parents mind that you brought Mendes here?"