My Darling, My Dearest

Standing in front of Rachel with a gentle smile on his handsome face, Marcus said, "Let me drive you to the hospital."

Rachel shook her head. "No, I'm good."

But Marcus seemed completely undisturbed by her refusal. With a gentle smile on his face, he continued, "You won't be able to take care of Eric if you're the one driving. Let me do it." Upon hearing this, Rachel paused for a second and mulled it over. Realizing that his words made sense, she nodded.

Right now, nothing mattered more than Eric's well-being. Since his hands were seriously injured, she needed to tend to them as soon as possible. There was a first aid kit in her car. When they reached the parking lot, Rachel saw that Jack wanted to drag Celine into his car but the latter refused to.

Without faltering for even a moment, she grabbed Eric by the arm and walked to her car. Then, she threw her car keys to Marcus.

Marcus casually caught them with a smile, and then climbed into the car and sat in the driver's seat.

After glancing at the back seat and making sure that Rachel and Eric were settled in, he started the car.

Seeing Rachel's car pulling out of the parking lot, Jack pulled Celine into his own car with a blank expression on his face.

Meanwhile, inside Rachel's car, Eric cried and asked worriedly, "Rachel, are my hands okay?"

At the moment, Rachel was cleaning his wounds. When she heard his question, she replied grimly, "They will be."

With his eyes still on the road, Marcus smiled.

Although Rachel was calmly dressing his wounds at the moment, Eric knew Rachel well and could sense that she was a little angry, so he quickly whispered, "Rachel, I was wrong." But Rachel didn't answer him. Instead, she asked Marcus to drive them to the hospital she worked at.

When they arrived, Rachel wanted to ask Marcus to head back first, but since they had come here in her car and he didn't have a vehicle to travel back in, she kept her mouth shut. But at that moment, Marcus unexpectedly said in a light voice, "Well, we're here. This is your territory. I guess I can leave now. Bye!" Rachel smiled faintly, feeling like a weight had been lifted off her. "Thank you for driving us here. But how are you going to go back?" "Did you forget that my office is nearby? Anyway, call me if anything happens." After saying goodbye to them, Marcus left the hospital. Then, Rachel brought Eric to a medical room. When she saw that her colleague on duty wasn't

there, she took some liquid medicine to sterilize Eric's wounds and brought him to a nearby ward. "Ouch!" Eric cried out when the liquid medicine touched his wound.

"What did you do wrong?" Rachel asked calmly, finally deciding to talk about the incident.

Looking at Rachel's face, Eric said carefully, "I...

I shouldn't have gotten involved with those people."

"Tell me, did you go to the party because of Celine?"

Rachel asked after carefully bandaging his wounds.

Hearing this, Eric rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, yes, I went in because I saw Celine in danger."

Suddenly, Rachel raised her head and looked sharply at Eric, but her voice was still low and deep as she said, "I don't think that Jack would have wrongly accused an innocent person. You just wanted to take this opportunity to lay your hands on Celine since they were trying to take advantage of her."

Eric was startled by Rachel's sharp eyes. He immediately explained, "No, no, it's nothing like that. I really like Celine."

"You don't have to deny it. As for what really happened, I think Jack has evidence.

Anyway, from now on, you are not allowed to have any contact with Celine."

"What?! But why? I really love her," Eric argued right away.

Rachel finished dressing his wounds and snapped, "Because of what happened today! Don't you know that Jack almost cut your hands off today? Can't you see his attitude toward you? Or are you not afraid of death? Next time, I won't come to your rescue!"

Hearing these words, Eric didn't know how to reply. But he also didn't want to give up Celine, so he defiantly raised his chin and said, "You might be afraid of Jack, but I'm not. He likes Celine, but so do I. We compete fairly."

Rachel sneered, "You're not afraid of him? Then why did you cry today? And compete? You can't even get into a university. And you don't even have a proper job. How can you compete with him? And forget about competing fairly. There is no such thing between you and Jack. You almost had your hands cut off!"

"Whatever it is, I won't give up. I believe that Celine will see my sincerity," Eric insisted. His face had turned red, but he refused to admit that Rachel was right.

"I'll take care of the admission procedure for you. Just stay here for the next few days!"

"Rachel, you can't do this to me. I...I have to go back to work!" Eric had a feeling that Rachel was only making him stay in the hospital to prevent him from going out to find Celine.

Rachel walked to the door, but just before leaving the ward, she said, "If you never want to use your hands again, you can leave now."

Hearing this, Eric became a little skeptical. He

tried opening his palms, but a burst of pain shot through his hands. Finally, he lay down feebly.

By that time, the first glimmer of dawn had passed.

As Rachel walked to the lobby of the hospital, she saw a familiar nurse. "Hey, my cousin got hurt. He is in Ward 103. Tell the nurse on duty to buy lunch for him from the canteen at noon," she said. "Hurt? Is it serious?"

"No, he just needs to rest in the hospital for a few days. I will change his dressing when I come here in the afternoon. You don't need to worry about him," Rachel said, emphasizing the last part as she specifically didn't want her colleague to check on Eric's injury.

"Oh, I see. Don't worry. I'll arrange it."

Rachel nodded in thanks and walked to the gate of the hospital, where there was a small store already selling breakfast.

She bought some breakfast for Eric and made him lie back in bed before she drove home. She was on night duty today, so she would go back to the hospital in the afternoon.

When she returned home, she didn't see Jack.

Having been married to Jack for so many years, she had noticed that he didn't stay at home on most nights.

After taking a shower, she had something to eat. Then, she went to bed.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Rachel got up, and quickly washed her face and brushed her teeth

before rushing to the hospital. She was a little worried about Eric.

When Rachel walked into his ward, she frowned slightly.

Why was Celine here? And why was she feeding Eric with a spoon?