My Darling, My Dearest

Chapter 17

"At home?" Rachel was momentarily stunned. "Which home?"

Jack strode over to the nearby sofa and leisurely sat down as he crossed his arms. He slowly glanced over at Rachel with his deep eyes and asked, "How many homes do you have?"

The Fu family house, of course.

Rachel was a little taken aback and confused by what he said. She walked towards Jack and sat down next to him slowly. "What? I don't understand what you mean. What are you talking about?"

Jack pursed his lips slightly and stood up impatiently, clearly annoyed. "It's my father's idea, you can talk to him if you don't want to stay."

It could be seen as clear as day that Jack was also reluctant to accept his father's idea.

The content of Jonathan's talk with his son just now was nothing more than his marriage with Rachel, to help Jack realize his mistakes.

Jack's face was sullen. He was extremely annoyed not just from his father's idea, but also because of Celine's horrible temper.

He didn't have the heart to do anything to Celine, but he also didn't have the patience to keep on coaxing her. Celine was the bane of his existence, she was born to torture him.

He left Celine's place in rage and decided to ■3

head straight home.

Right after Jack left her place, Celine had called his phone but he refused to answer. She called him again for the second time. He answered and said coldly over the phone, I'll be going home with

Rachel tonight."

As he expected, Celine had hung up the phone immediately.

Patience was never Jack's strong suit. Celine had been causing trouble to him these past few days and he was starting to get worn out. He didn't even try to coax her this time.

Tracy hurriedly asked the servants to clean up the room for her son.

This bedroom used to be Jack's room and after he got married, he and Rachel stayed in this room when they lived here.

However, for the past five years, they had never once stepped into this room together.

As for staying overnight, Rachel was incredibly uncomfortable with the idea as she sighed to herself with reluctance just as Jack went to the bathroom to take a shower.

She started pacing back and forth in the room several times with great anxiety. The situation here was quite different from her actual house.

She could decide to sleep on the sofa at her house, and there was no spare quilt here for one of them to sleep on the floor.

There was only one choice, they had to sleep in the bed together for tonight. ■3

This was the most annoying thing for Rachel at the moment. She wasn't comfortable with being so close to someone or sleeping in the same bed with someone she hardly knew.

There was a time when she went out for training in another province and had to stay in the same dorm room with her colleague. Rachel didn't think it was that serious at first, but after a month she was at the end of her ropes. She felt like her privacy was violated.

Rachel had very shallow sleep the first few nights and would always be awakened by nightmares. Her colleague was also horrible to be in the same room with. There were nights when her colleague's hand was on Rachel's chest or a foot on Rachel's stomach.

Rachel couldn't sleep well for that entire month. Every night she slept was like a living nightmare.

Later on, Rachel's problem got even worse and she was never able to get over it.

Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open. Rachel closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she turned around to face Jack.

Rachel's eyes slightly widened at what she saw. Jack had come out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel with droplets of water still sliding down his bare upper body.

It wasn't hard to see that Jack's body was quite good. He had a well-proportioned upper body with wide shoulders and a thin waist, his muscles seemed strong and smooth. His arms were holding a towel as he dried his wet disheveled hair. His abdominal muscles were firm with no trace of fat. Although he didn't have distinct abdominal muscles like a bodybuilder, he had elegant lightly toned muscles that were pleasing to the eyes.

'He obviously hits the gym, ' thought Rachel to herself as she couldn't help praising him in her heart. But she soon looked away with a slight blush on her cheeks.

Although it was true that Jack had a great body, that didn't change the fact that she couldn't stand sharing the same bed with him.

As if he hadn't noticed Rachel's gaze, Jack poured himself a glass of water and took out his pajamas and entered the walk-in closet. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

However, Rachel was clearly not as comfortable as he was. She waited a while and then strode towards the walk-in closet. She knocked on the door.

Jack paused for a bit and looked towards the door. "Come in," he said in a deep voice.

Rachel opened the door and saw that Jack had already changed into his pajamas and was buttoning up in front of the mirror.

Jack seemed tall and strong, his clothes fit him perfectly as if he was a mannequin. His body seemed incredibly sturdy.

However, Rachel didn't have time to appreciate these, she had to talk to Jack about the problem at hand.

"What is it?" asked Jack as he stared at her inquisitively. ■3

"Do you know if there's an extra quilt that I could use tonight?"

Stunned for a while, Jack realized what Rachel meant. He pursed his thin lips and simply answered, "No."

After a moment of silence, Rachel suddenly looked up at Jack with pleading eyes as she said, "Jack, let me help you find an excuse to leave the house tonight."

Jack scrunched his forehead as he glared at her in utter disbelief and sneered, "Are you insane? Why should I leave my home?"

"Don't you need to go and talk to Celine?" replied Rachel.

"That's none of your business," he said seething.

Rachel was so angry that she stomped, turned around and walked away. Seeing her like that, Jack frowned. He was about to turn around when she suddenly came back.

"I'm sorry to trouble you with this," she said.

Subconsciously, Jack thought about what she said and thought that it definitely wasn't anything good as he thought to himself.

"Okay, that's it!" Catching his attention, Rachel suddenly scratched a straight line on the bed sheet with her hand until she reached the end of the bed. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I hope we can make do with this."

Jack stood still at the bedside clearly stunned as he looked at Rachel as if she was a monster. ■3

This was the most ridiculous thing he had ever seen. This was the first time that when he slept with a woman, she actually drew a deep cross in the middle of the bed.

Rachel blinked innocently as she looked at him. "Is that okay?" she asked.

But Jack just cast her a cold glance and didn't reply. On the thought of this, Rachel felt a little embarrassed as she clenched her fist against her lips and coughed lightly.

"I sleep in a good manner. Don't worry, I won't cross the line. As for you..."