After contemplating for a long time, Eric decided that if Rachel had really fallen in love with Jack, what he might say would be a burden to her.
He heaved a sigh and said sulkily, "He's okay."
Rachel looked at him strangely. It took her a moment before she spoke again. "Whatever it is that you want to say, just tell me."
"No, there's nothing else," denied Eric.
In the evening, Jack came back on time to pick them up. Before going out, Rachel took a cap and put it on Eric's head to cover his wound.
Eric looked at himself in the mirror. The hat looked perfect. It covered his wound and highlighted his handsome face at the same time. He was quite satisfied with it.
He flicked the brim of his hat, a bright smile appeared on his handsome face.
Jack was waiting for them downstairs when they came down. Eric went straight to the car. Rachel reminded him, "Don't move too fast. Be careful of your wound."
"Yes," replied Eric.
They went to Royal Private Kitchen for dinner. It was the most famous restaurant in Ninwell City.
This restaurant had recipes which were passed on from generation to generation for over a hundred years. They even served the imperial palace. Every day, they couldn't avoid refusing a number of customers because of too many reservations.
Even customers from well-off families sometimes needed to wait on queue just to make a reservation here. That was why almost everyone dreamed of dining in Royal Private Kitchen.
Eric was so excited to have dinner here.
This had been his long time wish.
Although Rachel
t she might be drunk already because of her red face.
Rachel wasn't really drunk. Actually, she only pretended to be drinking the wine in her glass. But the truth was, the wine only touched her lips. Her face reddened because the temperature was a little high tonight. Even though the room was air-conditioned, she still felt hot.
She excused herself and went to the washroom. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Fortunately, she wasn't wearing any makeup. She washed her face and the redness gradually dissipated.
After fixing herself up, she went out of the washroom. But when she was standing outside the door, she was stunned for a moment. The corridor suddenly looked like a maze. She didn't know where to turn.
Should she turn left or right? She hesitated for a second but then walked to the direction that she thought she took earlier.
But it wasn't right. All of a sudden, the way back to their room became complicated. She was lost.
Then she took another wrong direction. She walked to her right again but it led her to a different way. She was just hanging around.
Looking at the strange surroundings, she was in a daze. 'Where should I go?' she asked herself.
All the rooms looked same. There were also no waiters around. Rachel walked like a headless fly.
Her phone was in her handbag and she left it in the room so she couldn't call Jack. The only choice she had was to look for a waiter and ask for help.
She kept on walking until she reach an open-air balcony. It seemed that there were some people standing in the terrace.