Tracy said nothing more and slammed the door behind her. Celine's smile disappeared as she sat back.
She wasn't as calm as she appeared to be. She had only blurt those words due to her agitation.
It was just supposed to be a secret, but now, she spread it to Tracy.
At this point, Celine didn't know what to do next.
She held back her anger and took a deep breath. There was no way she was going to be humiliated like this.
Jack, on the other hand, quickly signed all the papers provided to him. He returned the pen to the nurse standing next to him. "Thank you," he said hurriedly before walking off.
The nurse stared at his retreating figure.
She couldn't stop herself from swooning. "He's hot."
Another nurse snorted behind her. "He's married, you know." "What? How do you know?"
Four hours had passed since Rachel had been sent to the hospital. The rescue team had found her under the collapsed house.
She had been buried for nearly a night. Luckily, it wasn't made of bricks and cements like the houses back in the city. She didn't suffer from any fatal injuries. However, it didn't mean that she left the scene unscathed.
Her body was filled with bruises and scars from the wood that had fallen on top of her. In fact, the materials fell on her back, knocking her out. When she was sent to the hospital, she was in a coma.
The doctors said that it was
g as they finally might have the chance of returning, Rachel stopped crying. "I have no choice. Jonathan already said that he is only free today."
"What the hell does he mean by that? If they really wanted to help, then they..."
"Hey!" her father quickly interrupted. "Don't say those words in front of Rachel. Don't you know she can understand us? No matter how hard they try to make things difficult for me, I will be grateful to them as long as they are willing to help.
After all, I've done something wrong too."
Her mother sighed. "I don't think you were wrong. Everyone has his own choice..."
Rachel finally opened her eyes as her mother's voice echoed through her mind.
She had been dreaming about her past.
In fact, it was so clear that she almost felt as if she was that young again.
It was the last time they ever saw each other. The memory of the dreaded car accident lingered in her mind.
It had been years since she even thought of the car accident. It was one thing she was okay not remembering.
If her mother hadn't protected her, then they would've all died.
Rachel lied in the bed, finally able to pull herself back to reality. Sure enough, she could feel pain running through her system.
Her own heartbeat and her pain were proofs enough that she was alive.
Rachel squinted her eyes, feeling as if the whole room was spinning around her.