Chapter 346 A Good Wife

It was four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was kissing the horizons one last time. When Rachel came out of the hospital, she could see Jack leaning against the side of his car.

He was wearing a black suit, with his sleeves rolled up. He had one hand shoved into his pocket while the other was holding his phone.

Several people couldn't help but pass by and look his way, but he didn't seem to mind. Besides, being one of the most influential man in the city, he was used to the attention.

He would usually attract lustful and envious gazes wherever he went.

Rachel walked up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. "Okay, you can stop modeling for now," she teased.

In an instant, he shoved his phone into his pocket and opened the door to the passenger seat. Afraid that she might misunderstand him, he quickly explained, "Austin just sent me a document, so I had to look at it."

"You look busy," she noted. When he yawned upon starting the car, she scrunched up her eyebrows in concern. "Do you want me to drive? You look exhausted."

Jack stepped onto the gas and drove through the traffic. He shrugged. "I can do it. It's just the company has received a lot of project proposals in the past few days. That's why I've been busy."

When they stopped at the red light, he turned to her. "W

belief.

Without saying another word, she turned to leave.

Jack grabbed her wrist. "It really did hurt just now though."

"I don't care! You shouldn't joke around like that!" she snapped. "Do you know how scared I was?"

"I promise that I won't let you pay for the dental work."

He smiled cheekily.

"Ass," she murmured.

Her lips twitched. Seeing that she wasn't as angry as before, he proceeded to wrap his arms around her waist and pulled her back into his arms. "Don't be angry, okay? I won't joke about it anymore."

"Then you have to take the medicine every day!" She pointed to the back. "Otherwise, I won't talk to you anymore."

The next morning, Rachel walked into her office. Although she didn't notice it, a smile had already crept into her lips.

She couldn't help but think back to the way his fingers brushed against his lips. She could still remember his breath fanning against her neck as he whispered about the "real reward" he'd be getting from her once he had recovered. She flushed at the thought.

Without another word, she proceeded to scan through all the medical documents set on her desk. For doctors, they truly had no vacations. Even at home, they would find themselves reading a medical book to pass the time. Soon enough, before she knew it, it was time for lunch.