My Darling, My Dearest

Chapter 427 It Was Awkward

"Thank you."

Rachel took her phone from Gary's grandma. At that moment, her phone rang. Celia's cheerful voice was particularly loud.

"Rachel, are you free right now? I want to buy something for Marcus. Can you come with me?"

Rachel glanced at her watch. It was still too early for dinner, so she agreed. After ending the call, she said goodbye to Tracy and Gary's grandma just as a cab pulled over.

She was about to open the taxi's passenger door when Tracy's voice stopped her. "My car is here. I'll drive you there."

After a barely noticeable pause, Rachel said, "Okay." She walked with Tracy to her car and got in.

It was very quiet in the car, and the silence was broken only by the buzz of warm air wafting from the air conditioner.

Rachel turned her head to look out of the window. After a moment, Tracy asked, "Are you friends with her son?"

Rachel was stunned. How did Tracy know that Gary's grandma had a son? After a few moments of careful thought, she failed to come up with a plausible excuse. Finally, she answered truthfully, "His wife was a patient in our hospital.

Tracy nodded and said nothing. She just tapped the back of the driver's seat and said, "Play some music."

Oddly enough, there was no traffic jam even though it was a weekend. Soon, they arrived at the gate of the shopping mall, and the driver stopped the car. Rachel said her goodbyes and got out of

the car.

In the past, she and Tracy had never been close with one another. In the occasions when they had to sit together, they usually remained silent. Now, after what had happened, the atmosphere between them had become even more awkward.

The driver started the car again and asked as usual, "Mrs. Fu, are you going home now?"

Tracy opened her eyes and said in a cold voice, "No, drive me back to my friend."

As it turned out, Gary's grandma was actually Tracy's friend. The two of them had made an appointment to go shopping together, and she had just dropped her off at her house. The last thing she expected was for Rachel to come out of the other woman's house.

Tracy knew Gary's grandma very well, and she could tell her attitude just now was weird. When they arrived at the address, Tracy called Gary's grandma to come down. The two sat in the car, and the driver got out of the car to have a smoke.

Tracy smiled and asked, "Why did I see Rachel leaving your home just now?"

The other woman patted Tracy's hand on her lap and said, "I did ask my grandson about it. He told me that he was the one who called her and that they had a meal with her before."

Tracy frowned and thought, 'Am I being paranoid?' Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Just as she was about to respond to the her friend with a smile, the other woman suddenly said something that made her heart tremble.

With a joyful look on her face, she said with a smile, "Didn't I ask you to help my son look for a suitable woman? I don't think that's necessary now. I think Rachel will do admirably. My grandson likes her very much."

For a moment, Tracy's face suddenly darkened, but she still forced a smile and said perfunctorily, "I understand."

Tracy had never been happy with her son's choice and had always hoped that Rachel would leave Jack. However, after hearing her friend talk about Rachel, she felt a sense of disquiet.

After all, rejecting someone and being rejected were totally different. With nothing else to do, Jonathan sat in the courtyard playing chess with himself. He put down a black piece, picked up a white piece, and deliberated where on the board to place. Suddenly, he heard Tracy yell, "Well, aren't you so carefree? You're still in the mood to play chess at home? Do you even know what's going on?"

"What happened? Why are you so anxious?" Without raising his head, Jonathan stared at the chessboard in front of him.

Tracy huffed and sat down opposite him. "Guess who I met just now."

"How should I know?" Jonathan replied casually, all of his attention focused on the chess pieces in front of him.

With a deep frown on her face, Tracy swiped a few chess pieces off the board and threw them into their box, which she placed over her legs. Irritated, Jonathan glared at her. "Why did take away my chess pieces?"

"If I didn't take them away, would you listen to me?"

Jonathan helplessly shook his head at that logic and finally gave in. "Fine. Tell me, I'm listening."

For the next few minutes, Tracy proceeded to tell Jonathan in detail how Rachel was welcomed into the Yang family. The frown on Jonathan's forehead deepened. After she finished speaking, he

commented without thinking, "That's impossible. I know Rachel well, and she would never do such a thing."

"You don't know her well. Now I'm starting to doubt whether the baby she's carrying is actually our grandchild or not!"

At those words, Jonathan suddenly raised his hand and thumped the table heavily. The remaining pieces on the chessboard shook and then fell to the floor. He stood up and said in a strong voice, "There's nothing wrong with meeting up with a friend. Don't talk nonsense. You can't speak of this matter ever again."

Trace was a bit cowed by the sight of his livid face, but she pressed on. "I'm Jack's mother. I won't allow my son be cuckolded."

"Cuckolded? Are you listening to yourself?" Jonathan glared at her. "Jack has messed up more than once. When he did, did you even spare Rachel a kind word or two?

I'm telling you, never say such horrible things about her again! Otherwise, I will..."

Tracy raised her chin. "You'll what?"

"Unreasonable!"

Jonathan huffed angrily. He turned on his heel and stomped up the stairs to his study. Seated on his chair, he mulled over his thoughts for a while. Finally, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed Rachel's number. At that time, Rachel and Celia came out of a men's clothing shop.

Celia pouted slightly and said in a defeated tone, "Rachel, why is it so difficult to buy a gift for someone? I don't know what I should get Marcus.

Rachel, what did you get Jack for his birthday?"

'Jack's birthday present? From me?'

Rachel thought about it carefully and realized something. She and Jack had been together for a long time, but she had never prepared a birthday gift for Jack. Spotting a pen counter in front of them, she pointed at it and suggested, "Let's take a look at those. Why don't you buy him an engraved pen?"

"Okay."

As soon as she entered the shop, the waiter approached them with a smile. Hearing Celia's request, she picked up a few pens from behind the glass display cases and placed them on the table for her to choose from.

Rachel felt the phone in her bag vibrate and took it out to see Jonathan's name flashing on her screen for an incoming call. She patted on Celia's shoulder before she walked out the shop's door and answered the call. "Dad, I was walking just now so I didn't hear the phone ring. Is there anything wrong?"

"Do you have time to come out and have a chat for a bit? I'm almost at the gate of the Silver Land Mall."

After thinking for some time, Rachel agreed to Jonathan's request. She reentered the shop and found Celia torn between two models of pens and looked at her imploringly. "Rachel, look at these two pens. Which one do you think is more suitable for Marcus?"

Rachel took them and studied the pens. After looking at them carefully, she returned one to saleslady and handed the other to Celia. She said in a low voice, "This one looks more modern."

"Okay." She turned toward the saleslady and flashed her a slight smile. "Please pack this up for me. Don't forget to make it beautiful." Celia still sounded worried.

Rachel told Celia that she had an errand to run and that she had to leave soon. Celia was a bit disappointed, but she let Rachel go after several exchanges since she already found her gift.

Rachel saw Jonathan passing through the mall entrance as the doors of the elevator she was on slid open on the first floor. He gestured toward a coffee shop and said slowly, "Let's go inside and sit for a bit."

"Okay."

Since Rachel was pregnant, she had stopped drinking coffee. Jonathan never drank coffee. The two of them ended up requesting for two cups of water. Their orders probably seemed odd to their fellow customers in the coffee shop.

Jonathan took a sip from his cup and asked, "How are you these days?"

Rachel smiled faintly. "I'm doing quite well."

"How is the baby?"

"Everything is fine."

Rachel swirled her cup lightly, and then looked up at Jonathan and smiled. "You didn't come to me just to ask me these things, did you? If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Upon hearing her direct statement, Jonathan coughed awkwardly and tried to pretend as if nothing had happened. "Well, I heard that Jack has already been discharged from the hospital. He should have gone home, right? Is everything okay between the two of you?"

As a father-in-law, he shouldn't have been the one to worry about the relationship between his son and his daughter-in-law, but the situation of his family was too complicated. That added to Tracy's remarks earlier made him worry.

Although he admonished his wife severely on the spot, her words instilled a shadow of a doubt in his heart. He could only call Rachel to find out her perspective on the matter.

Rachel didn't know what he was thinking, so she planned to tell him the truth. However, she suddenly recalled the lawyer's words when she signed the divorce agreement, so she held it back. She pursed her lips and said lightly, "Jack and I are doing fine, Dad. Don't worry."

Jonathan heaved a heavy sigh, concern clouding his eyes. After a few moments lost in thought, he finally said, "Rachel, don't mind what other people might say. At first, I insisted on Jack marrying you because I wanted someone to take care of you. But if this marriage is making you unhappy, then I will not object to your divorce with Jack."

Rachel kept silent and said nothing.

After another long pause in their conversation, Jonathan said cautiously, "Don't worry. I will not ask for your child to stay in the Fu family. It will be better for the child to grow up with his mother. Just don't forbid us from visiting the child."

Author's note

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Translator: Scarlett5555