My Darling, My Dearest

Before she could finish her words, she saw that Jack lifted the quilt and lay down in the bed. He didn't say anything to her as if not giving a care in the world. Rachel almost clapped her hands when she saw this. If he had acted like this earlier, then she wouldn't have needed to say such embarrassing nonsense.

As Rachel went to turn off the lights, she realized that it might be a bit difficult for her to fall asleep tonight.

Noticing that the other side of the bed beside him had sunk slightly, Jack slowly opened his eyes which were as silent and dark as midnight.

Rachel slowly pulled the quilt closer to her as she got under the sheets.

Ten minutes later, Jack still couldn't fall asleep and wondered whether Rachel had already fallen asleep beside him.

Half an hour later, Jack opened his eyes again, but this time he turned his body from lying on his back to facing Rachel.

As he turned his body to face Rachel's, he could smell a faint and pleasant fragrance coming from her.

He felt very comfortable and slowly closed his ■3

eyes. He hadn't been in a relationship with any other woman since he got together with Celine.

But in the end, when Celine found out that he was a married man, she refused to let him touch her no matter what he said to try and coax her.

"If you really respect me, then you should be fine with not sleeping together until after the divorce." That was what Celine had said to him.

At that time, Jack had treated Celine as a priceless treasure and agreed with whatever she said.

As if he had owed her in his previous life, she had owned him during this lifetime. He had never been this obedient to any woman before, but Celine was different.

Because of her, he had been living a life without sex for five years.

Who would believe it?

Under the blanket of the night, Jack flashed a mocking smile silently.

In fact, Rachel didn't sleep. She kept her eyes open in the darkness. It wasn't because she didn't want to sleep. But every time she closed her eyes in the silence of the night, she could hear the slight breathing not far from her.

She couldn't fall asleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt his breathing become heavy as she'd grow scared.

To distract herself, Rachel turned to her side with her back facing Jack.

When she thought about it, they had never slept ■3

in the same bed before. Rachel couldn't sleep till it was already dawn.

Rachel didn't know that Jack didn't fall asleep until that time either.

A couple of hours later, Rachel woke up from her dream still clearly groggy. The first thing she did when she woke up was to reach for her phone on the bedside table.

Before she reached it she realized that she was not at home, but in the Fu family house. Looking over to the window and seeing the bright sky outside, Rachel turned over and got up. It was already late.

She took her phone from the bedside table and checked the time, it was almost noon. She suddenly threw back the quilt, got out of bed and quickly took a set of clothes to change into.

Jack, who was still lying in the bed, was awakened by her sudden movements. He opened his eyes still slightly dreaming.

All of a sudden, Jack saw the familiar ceiling and heard a familiar voice. It was then that he remembered everything that happened last night.

Jack kept staring at the ceiling, blinking as he lay unmoving in the bed.

He listened to the slight movements around him as he lay still. He could hear the sound of running water in the bathroom, then it suddenly stopped and the low voice of a woman was heard as she answered the phone.

Her voice was as smooth and as melodious as a song on a warm summer morning. "Okay, okay, ■3

got it," Rachel said calmly.

Jack could almost imagine her answer with some sort of serious expression.

She hung up the phone, and then he could hear the sound of running water again.

He guessed that Rachel must have been washing her face at that moment.

After a while, Jack felt bored again. He just stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, and then he heard footsteps coming out of the bathroom.

As he saw Rachel walking out of the bathroom door, Jack couldn't lie down anymore and sat up from the bed. At this moment, she opened the door and saw him sitting up with his hair and clothes disheveled. There was a slight allure to this sight.

She suddenly stopped, thinking that she might have woken him up. Rachel looked at him gently and apologetically while putting her index finger against her lips as a gesture. "It's all right. Go back to sleep." He saw the door slowly closing in front of him and Rachel's face slowly disappearing from his sight.

He stayed there sitting quietly for a while, and then he decisively lay back down on the bed while pulling the quilt over his body. However, the quilt was filled with a strange but pleasant smell. The same pleasant smell from last night.

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