Lea preferred being free than being shackled.
But Rachel was different. If it was her, she would never let go of the baby.
Even if she and the father of the child wouldn't end up together, she would never give up her baby.
Rachel grew up as an orphan. She would keep her baby because it was her family.
However, Lea had different personality and family background. Moreover, she didn't have the same childhood as Rachel's.
Because of these reasons, Rachel couldn't provide a suitable solution for her.
At the moment, Lea was all blank so she might just accept any advice from Rachel causally.
Rachel must be very careful of her words.
She clasped her hands and thought for a while. Then she said, "Lea, I think you have to talk about this with Henry."
"I understand. I know that I should not decide in this alone," Lea agreed sadly. Henry had the right to know. He must be involved in decision making.
Actually, Lea was escaping the situation not to deprive Henry of his right to raise his child. She only wanted to find a better solution on her own.
Lea sighed. She was in a dilemma.
Rachel sat beside her and patted her shoulder. "Lea."
"Yes?" Lea met her eyes.
"Don't act on impulse, okay? Don't do anything that you will regret later."
Lea's mo
el decided to help him prepare the ingredients. They chatted and laughed while cooking dinner.
Actually, Rachel didn't eat much today because of Lea.
Since Lea had a poor appetite, she must sympathize with her by not eating a lot too.
Thus, she was very hungry the entire day. So the moment she smelled the dishes cooked by Jack, her stomach started to grumble.
The aroma of the food enveloped the whole kitchen. Rachel was so hungry that her stomach growled.
How embarrassing! Jack pretended not to hear the sound and tried to hold back his laughter. He turned around to hide his face, then said in a low voice, "Just wait a second. I'm almost done."
"It's alright. I'm not that hungry," Rachel instantly replied.
"Really?"
Rachel didn't reply anymore.
Overall, Jack prepared three dishes and a soup for their dinner. Rachel found his cooking skills amazing.
She suddenly felt insecure. She had been cooking for Jack these past few days, and she suddenly felt uncertain if he had really liked the dishes made by her.
As if Jack had read her mind, he said while serving her a soup, "You are a good cook too."
Was Jack really serious?
Or was he only praising her superficially?
Nevertheless, she still accepted it gladly. She must have been enthralled.