My Darling, My Dearest

Chapter 402 Tracy Pitied Her Son

But the smile on Mrs. Zhu's face vanished in an instant. She stared at Rachel and asked seriously, "Miss Shen, where's your husband? You have never introduced him to us."

Hearing the word "husband" made Rachel lose her appetite. She answered in a low voice, "We broke up before I could even find out that I'm pregnant, so I have decided to raise my baby alone."

When she noticed that Mrs. Zhu still wanted to say something, she put down her chopsticks, picked up her plate, and stood up. "Mrs. Zhu, I'm finished. I'm going back first. Enjoy the rest of your meal."

As days passed, Rachel's belly would grow bigger and bigger. She couldn't hide it from everyone anymore. However, she always avoided the topic about Jack. She didn't want to talk about him now or even in the future. Perhaps she also wouldn't tell her child about him.

Jack had been lying in bed for more than one hour now, but sleep seemed to be so elusive. He opened his eyes and stared at the dark ceiling. He couldn't remember a single night that he had gotten a good sleep since Rachel left him.

He could only sleep longer if he drowned himself in alcohol.

In the past, he was always reluctant to get up because he didn't want to leave Rachel. But now, he was all alone in the bed.

After tossing and turning in bed for a long time, he felt a little sore all over his body. He sat up, took his mobile phone, and looked through the photos in the album.

Since Mr. Chen had threatened Jack that he would take revenge by hurting Rachel, Jack arranged two men to watch over her secretly. He also instructed them to take photos of her from time to time and send them to him.

He had saved all those photos on his phone. When he couldn't sleep at night, he would look through them again and again. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

There were pictures of her standing on the platform while teaching her students passionately, sitting alone in the dining room having dinner, and feeding stray dogs and cats on the street with her leftovers.

Every picture made Jack long for her more.

Michael and Marcus had actually asked him many times why he hadn't taken Rachel back yet.

He badly wanted to, but how? There were still thorns in Rachel's heart, and Jack was sure that she wouldn't come back to him willingly. He wasn't that selfish to force her to love him again.

If there was someone who had to concede in the end, it should be him.

Jonathan and Tracy were so worried upon seeing that Jack's mental state was worsening, so they asked him to move back home.

Jonathan was outside Jack's room, contemplating. As he looked at the faint yellow light coming out from the ajar door, sadness flashed through his turbid eyes.

He was full of regrets. He couldn't help thinking that he might have done something wrong from the very beginning. If he had only known that things would end up like this, he should agree with Jack marrying Celine.

Who would have thought that a great family like theirs would become like this?

When Tracy got up to go to the bathroom, she found that Jonathan was not in bed. She went outside to look for him, and she saw him standing outside Jack's door. She heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she also felt depressed.

She walked up to him and gently put a coat over his shoulders. She then said in a low voice, "Jonathan, there's nothing we can do now. We can only wait for our son to figure it out by himself."

"You're right." Jonathan sighed slightly. The hand on his walking stick trembled. "I know that only time can heal the wounds.

But I don't know when Rachel will learn to forgive us. Supposedly, our children have nothing to do with our grudges in the past."

Regret was written all over Tracy's face. She held Jonathan's shoulder with one hand and slowly walked him back to their room. "If we didn't hide it from Rachel and made everything clear to her from the very start, would things be different now?"

Jonathan couldn't answer her question.

Actually, no one could.

Rachel took a half-day leave to go to the hospital. She had taken some diagnostic tests two days ago, and her doctor suddenly called her today and asked her to see him immediately.

As a doctor, she already knew what that phone call meant.

She stood at the side of the road and waited for a taxi. Her hands were subconsciously trembling.

In the past, it was her job to call over patients and pronounce results to them. She would even comfort them not to be nervous nor afraid. But now that the situation was different, she realized that those comforting words were useless. She couldn't help shutting her eyes and taking a deep breath. Rachel went directly to the doctor's office as soon as she arrived at the hospital. Trying to make her smile less weighty, she knocked on the door and opened it. "Dr. Wang, you called me earlier and asked me to come here for the results of my tests."

"Oh, hi Rachel!"

Dr. Wang pointed at the chair in front of his desk before he turned to look through the documents at his side. "Sit down first. Don't be nervous."

Rachel nodded and sat down. While waiting for the doctor to find her test results, she couldn't help grasping her coat. Her neatly-ironed coat was wrinkled in an instant.

After waiting for quite a while, Dr. Wang had finally found her test results from the pile of documents. He pushed it in front of her and explained, "Two days ago, you had your diagnostic test to confirm a Down syndrome diagnosis. The result shows that there are three number 21 chromosomes present in your baby's cells, which means it has a high risk of having a Trisomy 21 Down syndrome."

There was a possibility that her baby was likely to have low intelligence, or even worse, a mental problem and multiple congenital diseases.

Rachel fell silent for a few seconds. She pursed her lips, trying to suppress the fear and panic in her heart. "But sometimes, results are not accurate, right?" "Yes, that's right." Dr. Wang nodded. "We have two ways to make sure. One is amniocentesis, which is less expensive, but there is a certain risk of miscarriage, and the other is..."

Before he could finish his words, Rachel took a deep breath and said firmly, "Doctor, I'll do the non- traumatic blood test."

"Are you sure? It's too expensive, and you need to pay for it by yourself." The doctor asked Rachel a few more times to confirm. Based on his experience, many of her patients changed their minds and chose to do amniocentesis after knowing the cost of the non-traumatic blood test.

It was also his responsibility as a doctor to explain everything to the patients and make sure it was clear to them.

Rachel nodded her head. "It doesn't matter. I'm willing to pay."

When Rachel came out of the hospital, she looked up at the sky. It was so beautiful and blue with several thin white clouds that seemed to be basking in the sun. They were being carried slowly by the wind.

She closed her eyes tight to suppress the tears that were about to come out.

Her heart felt so heavy that it seemed to explode at any time. Was it because she had initially thought of having an abortion that this thing happened to her baby? As she looked around her, all of the mothers passing by had happy smiles on their faces.

The scene around her made her feel more depressed. She couldn't stand seeing them any longer, so she quickly walked away.

Rachel needed to wait for fifteen days for the result of her test. Each day that passed was a nightmare for her. She was restless every day. Sometimes she wished that her doctor would call and give her a piece of good news. But sometimes she was also scared that when her phone rang, it was her doctor who would give her a piece of bad news.

Tracy entered Jack's bedroom with a cup of tea in her hand. She saw him sitting in front of the window in the same position. His phone was on the table, and on the screen was a picture of Rachel smiling sweetly.

Rachel looked so beautiful.

Looking at her son's back, Tracy couldn't stop her tears from falling. Trying to restrain her sob, she asked, "Son, aren't you going to the company today?"

There was a long silence before Jack replied in a hoarse voice, "No."

He turned his phone upside down and looked at Tracy. With a smile on his face, he said, "I don't have anything to do in the company today, so I want to rest at home." "Okay." Tracy knew that Jack was only pretending to be fine in front of her. Perhaps he wouldn't want her to worry about him. But she felt more bitter and uncomfortable. She looked at him and said, "Drink this cup of tea first, then come down for breakfast."

After Tracy closed the door behind her, tears welled up in her eyes. She covered her face with her hands, trying not to let out a sob.

Jonathan had been waiting for her in the living room for a long time. Since she hadn't come down yet, he went upstairs to look for her. When he saw her crying outside Jack's door, he held her in his arms lovingly.

With eyes already swollen, Tracy grabbed his shirt and pressed her face on his chest hard. She then said, "I feel so sorry for our son. He is still upset until now,"

The most painful thing for them was that they were the reason for Jack's misery, but they couldn't do anything to help him.

After a moment of silence, Tracy suddenly raised her head and looked up at Jonathan. Her red eyes lit up as if she had finally come up with a solution. "How about we help our son find another woman? If he falls in love with someone else, he will not be like this anymore."

"It's not that simple." Jonathan sounded unconvinced.

"But this is the only way I can think of right now. Why don't we give it a try?" Tracy had made up her mind. She couldn't just sit at home and wait for her son to totally lose himself.

Jack overheard his parents' conversation outside, but he didn't want to say anything to them at the moment, so he pretended that he didn't hear them. He continued to sit in front of the window without

moving.

He only moved when his phone vibrated. He picked it up and checked his inbox. As soon as he opened it, he saw a picture of Rachel in the hospital. He was surprised that she was in the obstetrics department.

Author's note

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Translator: Scarlett5555