My Darling, My Dearest
Chapter 83

Rachel gently moved the chair to stand up. She headed towards the bathroom in the lounge.

Jack suddenly heard a cry from the bathroom. In surprise, he looked up from the magazine and placed it aside. "Rachel?"

There was no reply. Worried, he stood up walking to the bathroom. "Rachel? Are you okay?"

She answered in a muffled voice, "I'm fine."

Half of her body had gotten wet in the bathroom. Panicking, Rachel rushed to look for the water valve.

The faucet had suddenly broken down, spilling water on her clothes. She was unable to replace the valve, and the water continued to spew from the broken faucet. Rachel had no choice, but to turn to Jack for

help.

"Jack, please come in."

Waltzing in, he saw the mess that she had made. Jack was surprised. "What's going on?" he asked.

"The faucet wouldn't turn off. I think it's broken. Can you do me a favor and fix it?" she asked.

Jack tried to observe the surroundings. "Alright. Let me see."

Water continued to pour out on the floor. With a ■d

frown, he lifted his feet and stepped on the wet floor.

Rachel followed. "I can't replace the valve."

Jack squatted down and found the pipe behind the sink. It penetrated into the wall, which meant only one thing.

"It's outside," he said and turned around. "I'll ask for help to replace where the main valve is."

His sight fell on Rachel's wet body. His throat tightened and he felt his face getting hot. "Tell me who I should ask. I'll be the one to go."

Rachel stepped away from the flowing water. "I am not pretty sure. I think you should go to the management office." Her face suddenly contorted. "Ahhh!"

She seemed to step on something, and she slipped and fell forward. She was frightened and screamed out loud, which also scared Jack. Fortunately, he was quick to respond, and grabbed her arm, pulling her to his chest. He groaned as her head collided with his broad muscles. Still suffering from the shock, she held on tightly to Jack's arm. She slowly looked up to meet his pale face. "I am so sorry, are you okay?" She had bumped into him with great force. Now that her head was pressed against him, she could hear his groaning clearly.

She slowly got up and Jack let go of his arm around her. "I'm fine."

She stood so close to him, he could smell the ■d

perfume from her body, an alluring yet strange fragrance that pierced his nostrils.

He took a step back, attempting to erase any odd reactions. He scratched his head nervously. "Who do you think can help us?"

Rachel looked down at the mess and groaned helplessly. "Go and replace the management office. When you walk out of the lounge, turn right, and go to the end of the corridor. I'll go with you."

She didn't understand why the tap had suddenly exploded, it had been working fine the last few months. It was fortunate that she was able to dodge the water in time. At least, it was only half of her body that had gotten wet.

Jack's gaze slowly fell on the curvature of Rachel's breasts. Her upper body was drenched, her clothes hugging her body tightly. She wasn't decent enough to leave.

He pushed the woman out and lightly said, "Get yourself changed first. I'll call someone over."

She looked down at herself, embarrassed. After a brief hesitation, she nodded in agreement. "Okay."

After Jack went out, she realized that she had another dilemma - she didn't bring any spare clothes.

Rachel took off her doctor's gown and wore on a thin shirt inside.

However, her shirt became more transparent because of the water. Even though she found a towel to dry it off, it was still useless.

Even her trousers were a little stained. She looked into the mirror and saw that the color of her underwear could be seen.

Rachel patted her forehead and took a deep breath. She couldn't help but think whether she would need a towel when she got out.

The doorbell in the lounge suddenly rang. Jack had closed the door when he had left. He must have come back.

Jack asked Rachel through the door, "Have you changed?"

Rachel looked at herself awkwardly. "Just come in."

When Jack opened the door, he saw that Rachel had wrapped a towel around her. He slightly raised his eyebrows, and she explained, "I didn't prepare spare clothes." Seeing her slender waist, Jack licked his lips and said, "Wait a moment. I have a jacket in my car."

The water suddenly stopped spewing in the bathroom. Someone must have turned the valve off. Jacked turned around to get his jacket.

While waiting for Jack, Rachel received a text from Lucas. "The driver has arrived, but I am not available now. Can I ask the driver to send Mendes to your office?" Rachel replied quickly, "Yes, please. I am waiting."

She checked the time, he came earlier than expected.

Rachel poked her head in the bathroom to take a look. She felt relieved that the tap had been turned ■d

off.

She heard someone calling her name, so walked out, still with the towel on her. It was a man from management office. She asked him to come in.

Not too long after, the driver arrived at her office with Mendes. The boy arched his head with curiosity, and went into the bathroom to see what was going on.

Rachel was helping the worker in the bathroom, which was already too crowded for two people to be present.

She had no choice, but to entrust him to the driver. At this moment, Jack came back.

He walked toward her and put the jacket on her.

Rachel was touched by the action. She stuttered in a low voice, "Thank you."

"My pleasure."

He had to step back to avoid her bewitching scent. He then fixed his eyes on Mendes and called, "Come here."

It was really strange that Mendes was afraid of Jack though they had already met multiple times before.

When he saw Jack calling him. Mendes abided. "Hello, Uncle."

Rubbing his chubby face, Jack said, "I remember that you call her Rachel."

He pointed at Rachel and then himself. He ■d

raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do you call me Uncle?"

Mendes immediately changed his mind and called him, "Jack." The sound was loud and clear.

Rachel was speechless.

The worker came out of the bathroom and said, "It won't be repaired today. I'll come back tomorrow. Don't worry, the valve is already off, so no more water will be spewing out." "Thank you very much for coming over tomorrow," said Jack, who was standing next to Rachel.

"You are welcome."

Jack turned to Rachel and said, "Let's go back."

It was already past the original time that they were supposed to leave.

She zipped the jack and held to it tightly. She sneezed. "Let's go."

Jack's eyes flickered. He looked down at the boy and held him by the hand. "Let's go back to my place."

Rachel chuckled.

"Okay," replied Mendes obediently.

Rachel turned to the driver and said,

"We'll take him home. Thank you for driving him here!"

The driver nodded. "You're welcome."

On their way to the car, they ran into Lucas. He saw that Rachel was wearing a man's jacket. ■d

Astounded, he looked at her carefully. He saw that her shirt and her hair were wet. He frowned and asked in concern, "What happened?" "The faucet broke and it began to splash water uncontrollably."

She stood beside Jack, wearing his jacket. They looked like a loving couple.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm good."

Jack politely interrupted them. "She's all wet. We need to go back home as soon as possible, so that she won't catch a cold."

Lucas nodded. "Alright. Please take care of yourself, don't catch a cold."

He then looked at Mendes and rubbed his head. "Be nice in Uncle Jack's house, okay?"

"Not Uncle Jack, but Jack,"

Mendes corrected him. His words amused Rachel. Jack remained expressionless.

Jonathan had asked his son to pick up his daughter-in-law.

He had been waiting for a long time until they finally arrived with Mendes.

As soon as the child saw Jonathan, he let go of Rachel's hand and ran towards him. He hugged his legs, shouting, "Hello, Grandpa Jonathan!"

Jonathan was thrilled. He touched Mendes' head and nodded with a smile. "Hello, little guy!"

Rachel and Jack stood still there and watched them. Then Jack said in a low voice, "Go upstairs and get changed."