My Darling, My Dearest

Chapter 251 Jack Was Scolded

Maybe Rachel was suffering from a concussion. She closed her eyes, trying to relax herself. Suddenly, she heard the door open. When she opened her eyes, she caught her breath. Was she dreaming?

Jack froze for a second when he saw that she was awake. He came over to the bed, staring at her. It was as if he had just seen an angel. His mind was blank, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, trying to get any word out.

After the near-death experience she just had, all her conflicts with Jack dissipated completely. "You're here," she said, her voice hoarse.

When he heard her voice, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand. His fingertips grazed her face. His thumb slid down from her eyebrows to her plump lips.

Jack swallowed, blinking rapidly as if he had just been in a dream. A smile played on the corners of his lips. "You're awake?"

"Why are you here?" she asked. She couldn't believe that he was the first person she could see after all her sufferings. Her heart wildly thumped against her chest.

"I was worried about you, so I came." "They told you?"

"I just felt that something was wrong. I didn't know you were actually in danger until I inquired in the hospital."

He bent over and kissed her on the forehead. His large hand went under quilt and held her hand firmly. This time, he wouldn't let her go anymore. No words could be used to express all the emotions overwhelming his heart.

He could only lower his head and press his forehead against hers, closing his eyes.

Tears fell down her cheeks. "I thought I died," she whispered.

Suddenly, she could feel something drop on her eyelid. She raised her other hand, wanting to wipe it away. After a moment's pause, she realized that he felt the same way.

Jack's voice wobbled as he said,

"I know, but you're here now. You're safe."

No one could understand how he felt. When he heard that Rachel was buried and rescued from the rubble of a collapsed house, he felt so helpless. It was then he understood how much he felt for her.

When he arrived, he saw her lying in the bed. His heart ached at the sight. Her face was pale, and he could spot the bruises scarring her skin. She had been buried there for nearly twenty hours.

It was then that he realized how it felt to be given back something that he thought was lost forever.

"Rachel," Jack called out. "Once you recover, we will never fight again, okay? I'll do everything for you. Just...just please, answer your phone."

She couldn't hold back her tears anymore.

"Jack..."

He thought that Rachel wanted to say something to him, but she quickly pleaded, "Let's not discuss about this now, okay?

Besides, you..."

Before she could finish her words, a nurse quickly interrupted their conversation with a scream. "What the hell are you doing, sir? Do you want to squeeze her to death?"

Rachel looked at him as he rolled out of bed awkwardly. He rubbed the back of his neck.

However, even if he already got off, the elder nurse wasn't having any of it. "You're already a grown- up. In fact, you're very well-dressed. Don't you have any idea what you were doing? Do you even know how to take care of her? If you don't, then you leave the nurse to handle it!"

Jack was so flustered at the nurse's words that he didn't dare retort. In fact, under the older woman's gaze, he felt like a child getting lectured.

Rachel's emotions were immediately swept away. She glanced at Jack, resisting the urge to burst into laughter.

He stayed silent.

The nurse continued, "Do you know that she's just released from the ICU? Do you think it's right to torture her like this? Do you even know why she was sent to this hospital? Do you know she is a disaster relief doctor? Well, sir?"

Jack glanced at Rachel, moving slightly. "I do," he uttered.

"Then stop harassing her like this!" The nurse gritted her teeth. "Who are you?"

Jack scratched the back of his neck in response, smiling sheepishly. "I'm her husband."

"Her husband?" The nurse's jaw dropped. It took her so long to finally understand what was happening.

She quickly cleared her throat. "I'm here to bring medicine to the patient. Since she's already awake, I'll go ahead and inform the doctor."

Rachel tried her best not to laugh that she could feel the corners of her mouth growing stiff. Jack didn't retort to the nurse's words. Instead, he hurriedly expressed his thanks to the nurse and said, "Thank you for reminding me."

The nurse flushed in embarrassment. "Do take good care of your wife. She's a great doctor."

She quickly gave Rachel a thumbs-up sign, which made her blush from the compliment.

"Thank you," she said, but the nurse waved her hand dismissively

When she finally left, the couple shared a look and burst into laughter.

Their intimate moment had been broken by the nurse's presence. However, Rachel couldn't have it any other way. When the doctor came in to check her condition, he quickly changed the medicine and gave her an intravenous drip.

Because of the medicine, Rachel fell asleep once again.

This time, Jack didn't leave her side. She had been suffering from nightmares in her sleep every now and then. She held his hand tightly, shivering under the covers of her bed.

He quickly took it upon himself to whisper calming words into her ear.

After five bottles, Rachel finally loosened her hold.

Jack quickly tucked her in. Staring at her sleeping face, he couldn't help but plant a kiss on her forehead. The nurse was right. After what she had been through, she needed her rest. As he was about to sit back down, his phone rang. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Before he stepped out, he quickly glanced at the woman in the bed. Seeing that she was still in deep sleep, he sighed in relief before taking out his phone.

Seeing the Caller ID, he answered, "Dad."

"You bastard! Where are you?" he yelled.

Jack could hear another female voice from the other end of the line. He furrowed his eyebrows. "Where are you now?"

"The airport!" The old man was in such a hurry that he didn't bother to beat around the bush. "Well? How is Rachel? Where is she now? Why was I not informed?"

Given his father's temperament, Jack quickly told him the address of the hospital and what room Rachel was staying in.

Before Jonathan could respond, he could already hear someone calling his name. It was his wife asking him to get into the car. Seeing this,

he hurriedly hung up the phone.

Given the disaster that had swept the province, it was predictable for others to rush out of the place. Who knew that the Fu family would do the exact opposite? When Rachel woke up from her dream again, she could hear a faint scolding voice from beside her. She thought that she was just dreaming until it got louder and louder.

At the time, she could hear Jack's voice saying, "Dad, you can scold or hit me whenever you like, but let's go out to do that, okay? She's sleeping.

Jonathan scoffed. "Oh, you care about her now?" However, he followed and lowered his voice.

Rachel was finally able to open her heavy eyes. She wearily glanced at where the voices came from only to see Jack and his parents in the ward.

Tracy gasped. "She's awake!"

Her voice pierced through all her memories. In a trance, Rachel could feel all her memories of her younger days and her present began to overlap.

She had been dreaming of her past so vividly, that she had forgotten how much time had passed.

Rachel remembered this particular scene in her head. However, Jack was nowhere to be seen, and Jonathan and Tracy looked much younger than they were now.

She scrunched her eyebrows upon seeing the elderly man with greying hair.

All of them surrounded her anxiously. In a flash, she could already feel the memories of the collapse resurfacing in her head. However, Rachel wasn't in the best of mind still. Upon seeing Jonathan, she couldn't help but blurt out, "Uncle Jonathan, why are you so old?"

Jonathan's eyes widened as he touched his face unconsciously. "What are you talking about?" There was silence.

Soon, Rachel recovered, blushing at her latest blunder. "Oh...I was wrong."

Jack's mouth twitched as he tried his best to hold back his laughter. The old man bent over and examined her closely. "How are you feeling? Do you feel better?"

"I feel great." Tracy squeezed her way in front of Rachel, staring at her lovingly. She reached out to ruffle her already tousled hair. "How could you not be hurt? The doctor said that..."

Seeing the faces of the other two men, she quickly trailed off. "Forget it. As long as you're good."

Rachel squinted her eyes. Was the woman in front of her really Tracy?

Author's note

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Translator: Scarlett5555