Chapter 159 Gastritis

"What's he doing now?" Rachel asked curiously.

She could hear a muffled sigh on the other end of the line. Not knowing what to say, Austin stammered, before falling into silence.

It stayed like for a while and judging from the awkward silence, Rachel assumed that something was wrong.

Still waiting for an answer, she checked her watch. Was he in a social engagement?

"Ask Jack to answer the phone," she said coldly.

Austin could tell from her tone that she was angry. "Wait! Mrs. Fu, please. It's not what you think," he said hurriedly.

Rachel silently curved her lips in sympathy, curious about what he had to say.

"So will you tell me what's bothering you, Austin?"

It seemed that Austin had been struggling for a long time. Giving in to her persistence, he sighed helplessly. "I can't make a decision for Mr. Fu. I'd prefer if you come to see for yourself."

So Jack wasn't able to pick up the call. It wasn't because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

Rachel went to the hospital and stared at the man in the bed. She walked towards him, Jack was still asleep.

Austin explained that before Jack passed out, he had asked him to do a favor. It was to tell Rachel that he was too busy to pick up the phone. The stubborn man didn't want her to know that he was confined in the hospital.

After learning about

er uncomfortable. Blankly, Rachel ignored him.

After feeding him half a bowl of porridge, Rachel stopped. "Okay. I'll go get some water. You can take medicine in five minutes."

After a moment of hesitation, Jack reached out his hand and pulled her. Quietly, he asked, "Are you angry?"

She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why should I?" She tried to pry his hand off her.

Persistently, Jack continued to hold on. "Please don't be angry, I didn't mean it."

She sighed heavily, "I'm really not angry.

It's no use for me to worry about you since you don't care about your health."

His heart jolted.

Jack leaned his body forward. Just as he was about to reach out to her, she pulled away to the other side of the room.

Looking at the woman's slender back as she got his medicine, Jack groaned. "Rachel."

"What?" she bitterly replied.

It was not so easy to handle her when she was angry.

He was afraid that she would be disappointed in him.

If she was, then all his efforts would have been in vain.

Jack was a little anxious. He didn't know what to do. He wanted to say that he did listen to Rachel.

He did pay attention to the diet, but he also had to attend the dinner parties. It was rude to decline a glass of wine in front of everyone.

Like a child, Jack moped. He wanted to win Rachel's favor once again.