My Darling, My Dearest

Chapter 80

Aaron was speechless for a while. Still skeptical, he agreed dryly.

He had liked Celine since before. Besides her beautiful face, he liked her more because she was Jack's woman.

Any girl that Jack loved was a challenge for any other man.

Although he didn't want to offend Jack, he still wanted to chase his woman.

The main reason why these people were always flocking around Celine was because of Jack. He was that powerful and a lot of people wanted to butt him up.

It was very normal. But in Celine's eyes, she had always assumed that they were simply attracted to her.

Failing to get the answer he wanted, Aaron didn't say anything more. He sent her back after they left the hospital.

What they didn't know was that Jack was involved in a car accident. In Rachel's words, they were a real couple who got in trouble together.

Jack didn't go out today and just stayed in the Rachel's house. He had asked Austin to bring his work so he didn't have to go to the office. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

He planned to go to the company after removing the stitches on his forehead. But that had ■d

yet to happen in two days. He didn't want to attract too much attention, especially about the car accident.

Jack didn't want to think about that anymore. Fortunately, Rachel was not at home this morning. Otherwise, he didn't know how to face her. For the past two nights, she was the only person in his dreams.

He had never expressed any desire towards Rachel before and he definitely did not want to bring it up right now. He felt too guilty after she had appeared in his dreams for two consecutive nights.

It must be because he hadn't had sex for a long time. Jack considered whether he should leave her place a few days, just to calm himself down.

Just as he was thinking, his father called him. Jonathan asked him if he had already moved in with Rachel.

Jack laughed in his heart. His father knew exactly what had happened, but he pretended not to know.

The old man was very smart. He believed himself to be generous in allowing them to divorce, so long as they agreed to this condition.

Jack was sure that his father would come to visit them in the near future.

"I moved in a couple days ago," he answered.

"Okay." Jonathan paused for a while, and then nonchalantly said, "I'm going out the day after tomorrow to visit you."

'Visit us?' ■d

Jack furrowed his eyebrows.

He knew what his father was thinking. 'Whatever you say, I won't say no. I know I won't be able to stop you,'

Jack thought. He had already guessed that his father might have some other plans.

"So, you are coming the day after tomorrow?" Jack repeated.

"Mm hmm." Jonathan dragged the conversation longer, on purpose. "So, did you sign the divorce agreement?"

When they signed the agreement yesterday, the lawyer called his father. Jack laughed at the show his father was playing right now.

"Didn't Mr. Zhuo call you yesterday?" he pointed

out.

"Ahem!" Jonathan coughed on the other side of the phone, attempting to change the topic. "I will visit you the day after tomorrow..."

Jack touched his forehead and said helplessly, "Alright, I'm not stopping you."

Hearing this, the old man felt a little unhappy and mumbled, "It seems that I am not welcomed there."

"Do I need to raise a flag to welcome you here?"

Celine, on the other hand, didn't call Jack anymore. She posted the photo of her injuries on her social media, attracting several comments that asked her about her condition.

By noon time, she still hadn't gotten a call from ■d

Jack.

Rachel was ready to leave her office when she received a call from Jack.

"Are you coming back soon?" Rachel hesitated but replied, "Yes."

He leisurely stretched his legs on the sofa and asked, "Will you come back to cook or will we go out for dinner tonight?"

Rachel was a little surprised and said, "I will cook at home."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Holding her cell phone, Rachel was stunned. She didn't sign up to be his nanny!

"You can go out for dinner." She was refusing

him.

To her surprise, Jack said, "Since you want to cook, then let's eat together. It's not easy to cook for one person."

Rachel was rendered speechless by him. It wasn't so easy to cook a single meal, but what did he have anything to do with it?

Then he continued, "Besides, most of take-out foods are too spicy."

When Rachel didn't reply, he changed his tone to be more sympathetic. "Okay. How about this? I'll hire a cook for us."

'Hire a cook?'

Rachel rubbed her forehead, saying, "Are you exaggerating? I can cook it at home, but only for a few days." ■d

On the other side of the phone, Jack smiled evilly and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

After Jack hung up, a shrewd light flashed in his eyes.

He didn't tell Rachel that his father would come the day after tomorrow. He had other plans in mind.

Before going home, Rachel dropped by the supermarket to buy some materials.

Although they did not want to be bothered by one another, the trouble was inevitable. They were living under the same roof. It was not easy to avoid each other.

When Jack needed medicine last night, she couldn't ignore him.

But she did try to avoid him, whenever she could.

She tried to convince herself that Jack wouldn't stay at her place for long.

These unavoidable daily matters were not a big deal. Anyways, it would be over after about a month.

And he might not be here for the whole month. It would be the best if they could get along with each other.

Rachel felt like a housewife when she came back home with the shopping bags in her hands.

Just as she was about to unlock her door, it flung opened. Rachel asked in surprise, "Why are you back so early?" ■d

Jack didn't explain to her that he didn't go out today. He moved aside and simply said, "Hmm."

When he saw the bags in Rachel's hands, he smiled and asked, "What are you going to cook tonight?"

"Two dishes and one soup," Rachel answered.

Jack nodded and asked, "Do you need any help?"

She looked at him suspiciously. "Can you cook?"

"Am I look like I am disabled?"

Since he insisted, Rachel didn't refuse. She took out the greens from the bag and gave them to him. "Please wash them."

Two dishes and one soup were enough for them to eat. Obliging, Jack took greens to the kitchen.

It was already six o'clock in the evening, but it only took them half an hour to finish cooking.

Once the dishes were ready, they sat down together.

Rachel was not good at cooking, but it looked and smelled delicious. Jack picked up the chopsticks to try. He chewed, it wasn't that bad.

He heaved a sigh of relief. If Rachel cooked terribly, he wouldn't be able to handle it.

Upon seeing his frowning face, Rachel glanced at him. Laced with doubt, she asked, "Is it not good?"

"Surprisingly, it is good." Jack gave her a little smile. "By the way, Jonathan said he would come to visit us the day after tomorrow."

Rachel froze, not knowing how to respond. "He is coming to visit us?"

"Yes, let's talk about it after dinner."

Rachel decided not to ask more questions. They could talk about it later.

Johnathan never came over. He would only invite Rachel to dinner from time to time. It seemed skeptical, but she felt like she knew why he wanted to come over.

Jack interrupted her thoughts. "I'll wash the dishes."

Rachel raised her eyebrows at him. "You wash the dishes?"

Seeing her full of doubts, Jack became self-conscious. He rolled up his sleeves, clearing the table. "If you cook, then I'll clean up. Is there a problem?"

"I didn't mean that," Rachel said. "I just don't think you'd wash them properly."

'Not properly?' It seemed that she underestimated him. While cleaning up the table, Jack said indifferently, "During my years studying abroad, I always cooked and washed the dishes by myself."

Rachel didn't say anything more. It was true that many people took care themselves when they studied abroad. But it was also surprising that a man from such a rich family could do everything on his own. It was rare for people like him. ■d

Rachel made a pot of tea and waited for Jack in the living room.

She could hear the sound of running water and the clanking of the dishes from the kitchen.

The division of labor between them was good, and it was nice that they both shared household responsibilities.

Jack washed the dishes in a routinely manner. He washed it with water, followed by detergent, before rinsing it again. He then placed it in the disinfection cabinet.

Michael saw Jack wash dishes once.

He yelled as soon as he saw the scene, "Jack, are you a clean freak?"

Jack thought that he should wash the dishes carefully. It seemed that he and Rachel did share some things in common.

Hearing the continuous sound of running water in the kitchen, Rachel couldn't sit still any longer. She didn't know why it was taking so long for him to finish washing a few plates and bowls.