My Darling, My Dearest

Chapter 425 A Warm Moment

As the boy, Gary, raised his head, Rachel saw that his face flushed, and his eyes were red and swollen. Perhaps he had cried too much just now because he still choked. He said to Rachel, "I fought with Grandma. I'm running away from home now."

Rachel was stunned.

She asked with a frown, "Why did you fight with your grandma? What happened?"

"Grandma wants to find a new wife for Dad." After saying this, Gary sobbed again.

Listening to his aggrieved cry, Rachel's heart softened in an instant. She couldn't help feeling sorry for the child. His mother had just passed away, and yet, his grandmother wanted to find a new wife for his father. It must be too difficult for him to accept.

Children nowadays were more precocious than before. They could easily learn any information on TV and the Internet.

Rachel could tell that Gary wanted to challenge his grandmother. Obviously, he wanted to show her that he was against her plan.

Rachel took out a piece of tissue from her bag and wiped Gary's little face gently. She then said in a soft voice, "Have you tried talking to your Dad? What did he say?"

Gary rubbed his red eyes before he said grievously, "Dad is still at work. I don't know what time he will come back."

Rachel heaved a sigh and held his hand. She then said to him, "It's so late now. Let me drive you home, okay? Your dad will definitely worry if he comes home and you're not there."

Gary lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to go back home."

Rachel felt helpless. She couldn't let the boy walk around the street alone at this time of the night. After thinking for a while, she asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Gary shook his head. His stomach seemed to have also heard Rachel's question as it grumbled as a response. She then said with a smile, "Let's find a restaurant nearby. What do you want to eat?"

Somehow, the little boy's mood seemed to have lightened up.

He tilted his head and looked at Rachel with expectant eyes. "I want to eat steak. Dad hasn't taken me out to eat for a long time."

"Okay. You can eat anything you want today."

Rachel took out her phone to check for nearby restaurants. After finding a place to eat, she hailed a taxi. She opened the door and was about to let Gary in when they suddenly heard an anxious voice from behind. It was Jimmy, who ran towards them.

He was panting, and his face was full of anxiety and fear. But as soon as he saw Gary standing beside Rachel, he felt relieved.

Squatting down, he held Gary's hand and said with a frown, "What's wrong with you? How could you run away from home at such a young age? Do you know how many places I have been to just to look for you? I'm already thinking of reporting to the police."

Gary lowered his head, his eyes began to moisten again. "I hate Grandma."

When Rachel noticed that the child's mood started to become gloomy again, she couldn't help saying, "Jimmy, please don't blame Gary for now. Maybe you can talk to him about this after he calms down a little."

It was only then that Jimmy noticed her. "Rachel, it's you. I'm sorry, I didn't notice you."

"It's alright. I saw Gary alone, and I'm worried about him, so I'm supposed to take him to have supper first."

"Thank you so much. If not for you, I don't know what could have happened to him. I don't even know where to find him." Jimmy shook his head slightly. A trace of exhaustion was visible in his eyes.

He then waved at Gary, hinting the child to come over.

Rachel looked at Gary and thought for a while. She then turned to Jimmy and said, "Jimmy, I know I am an outsider, and I have nothing to do with your family affairs. But seeing how affected Gary is, I can't help saying some things to you. I hope you will communicate with him more often. He is just a child. For him, things are all simple. He can't understand what adults like us think, so he needs your guidance. I hope you know what I mean."

"I know,"

Jimmy nodded. "I've already talked to my mother."

Garry looked up at him and asked in a childish voice, "Grandma won't find you a wife anymore?"

"No, she won't." Jimmy shook his head helplessly.

"Yehey! That's great!"

Gary jumped and cheered. Rachel couldn't help smiling upon seeing how happy he became.

It was already late when Rachel came out of the hospital. And since she met Gary outside, she got more delayed. The phone in her bag was already ringing. Maybe Julie was calling her to check why she hadn't come home yet. She said goodbye to Jimmy and Gary. "It's getting late. I need to go now."

"Wait!"

Gary let go of Jimmy's hand and ran towards Rachel. Pulling the hemline of her dress, he asked confusedly, "Aunt Rachel, aren't we going to have steak together?"

Jimmy also walked forward and said with a smile, "I haven't had supper yet, and it's too late for me to cook now. How about having dinner together? After all, I owe you for stopping this little brat for me."

"No, thanks," Rachel refused with a smile.

But Gary held her hand and shook it a few times. "Aunt Rachel, you can't break your promise. We have agreed to have dinner together tonight. I want to have dinner with you, okay?"

This was something that Rachel couldn't turn down, so she eventually agreed with a smile.

Jimmy pointed to a parking lot not far away and said, "I parked my car there. Let's go."

Scarlett had been sitting in Jack's ward for quite a while now, but he was completely ignoring her. He didn't give her even a single glance.

Looking at the three food boxes with cold food, Jack went to pick them up and throw them in the trash can. Those food boxes were supposed to be for Rachel. He had heard from Julie that Rachel didn't have a good appetite these days, so he wanted her to stay and eat more in front of him.

But to his dismay, Scarlett ruined his plan.

Seeing Scarlett sitting like a wood, he snorted, "Get out!"

Feeling wronged, Scarlett pursed her lips. She was so angry, but she couldn't counter Jack. Since she had no reason to stay in the ward anymore, she had to leave.

She was waiting for a taxi outside when she unexpectedly saw three people walk past her. A little boy in the middle was being held by a man and a woman on both sides. Although she could only see their backs now, she was very familiar with the woman.

The woman was Rachel—the person she hated to the core.

She took out her phone and aimed at them. After taking some photos, she called a friend. "I remember you know someone who runs a news website, right? I need your help."

The golden sunlight peeped through the curtains of Jack's ward. He was already awake and looking through some company documents sent by Austin the day before yesterday. After an hour, he felt a dull pain in his head. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

He stopped, rubbed his temples, and decided to take a break. He picked up his phone to check today's news.

Unexpectedly, one headline caught his attention — "A Warm Moment."

He looked at the photo unblinkingly. It was not because he was interested in photography, but because the woman's back in the photo was very familiar to him.

The woman was wearing a green coat and simple beige casual trousers. Those were the same clothes that Rachel wore yesterday. If he was not mistaken, this man and little boy were the father and son that she had dinner with before.

Jack's eyebrows were drawn together tightly. Frowning, he scrolled up until the screen pulled to the bottom where he saw the photographer's caption. It was said there that the photo was taken accidentally on the street yesterday. A lot of netizens had already commented that they were a happy family of three. And since the picture showed only their backs, they were all curious about how they looked like.

All of a sudden, he smashed his phone to the floor.

When Rachel came yesterday, she left because she said she wanted to go home early. It turned out, it was only an excuse. The truth was, she met with the father and son.

Rage flared up in Jack's heart as he thought about it. As he clenched his fists, blue veins pooped out at the back of his hands. The cold aura that his eyes emitted filled the whole ward with a chill.

He stood up and pressed the button on the headboard of his bed. When the nurse came in, he said coldly, "I want to be discharged now. Help me with the process."

The nurse said in a low voice, "Mr. Fu, you need to stay here for another week."

"No, I won't. I'm leaving the hospital right now!"

Jack ignored the nurse and opened the wardrobe. He took out his clothes and headed to the bathroom.

With an embarrassed look on her face, the nurse walked back to the nurse station. She asked the head nurse anxiously, "Mr. Fu wants to leave the hospital. What should we do?"

"Let him be. I don't think we can stop him." The head nurse shook her head helplessly and took out Jack's medical record. She handed it to the nurse and said, "Go through the discharge process. I'll just call his family later."

Rachel yawned and slowly sat up from the bed. Today was Saturday, so she slept longer than usual because she didn't need to go to work.

When she was in the cardiology department before, she had seldom gotten a weekend off. If she was lucky enough, she could have a regular rest day, but it would still depend on their schedule that

changed every month. And sometimes, when there were emergencies, she even needed to work on her day off.

The longest sleep she had experienced during those times was only seven hours, which was also very rare.

Now that she was transferred to the executive department, she could have all the freedom to enjoy the charm of weekends. No wonder many doctors in the hospital wanted to work in the executive department at all costs. It turned out they could enjoy a regular life there.

Rachel walked to the window and opened the curtains. She stretched lazily under the sunlight.

She was about to turn around to go downstairs for breakfast when her eyes caught sight of a black car that stopped at the door. A frown surfaced on her face at once.

Jack got out of the car.

'Why is he here?' Rachel thought inwardly.

Thinking of his physical condition, she knew that he wasn't supposed to be discharged from the hospital yet. She suddenly heard Julie's voice from behind. "Miss Shen, Mr. Fu is back." Author's note

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Translator: Scarlett5555