The beaten-up young man was stunned and frightened. He knelt on the floor and kept kowtowing with tears and snot all over his face. "I only really wanted her bag at that time. I've seen it on the Internet before, and it's worth a lot of money. I really didn't want to rape her. Can you just sue me for theft?"
"Is that possible?" Jack's dark eyes gave out a cold light. He raised his hand and patted the shoulder of one of the policemen two times. "I'll leave the rest to you. Thank you for your hard work."
After that, he took Rachel's hand and walked away. In the past few nights, he unconsciously woke up from the same nightmare at an ungodly hour, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
Fortunately, the thing that he feared did not happen. If it had, then he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.
When she came back from Brookmount City, Rachel found something. Every night when she slept, Jack would always hold her tightly. She protested multiple times, "Jack, too tight—I can't breathe."
He always tried to bring her closer to him and ignore her complaints, saying, "This is for your own sake, so you can feel a sense of safety."
After resting at home for two days, Rachel went back to the hospital to report again. She was called into the director's office to update him on the status of the exchange meeting. Luckily, Jack had anticipated it so he asked another doctor to attend the meeting in her stead and broug
owered her voice and again pulled at the left hand, which Rachel had concealed behind her. She didn't want to lose sight of it for even a second and said, "Rachel, hurry up and answer my question!"
Rachel nodded and said shyly, "He proposed to me last night."
When she put on her work clothes this morning, she was thinking of taking off the ring and leaving it at home. However, Jack changed her mind when he said, "If you left the ring at home, then what's the point of buying it?"
"When you wear it, that ring would show people that you have been reserved for me."
It sounded funny in retrospect, but words always sounded reasonable when he said them. She couldn't win against him, so Rachel did what he said.
Seeing the other woman's nod, Celia grabbed her arm and asked, "Then tell me, how did he propose last night? Did you take any photos?"
Her eyes were full of envy.
"No." She knew that it was a bit selfish of her, but Rachel didn't want to share such a sweet moment with others.
She picked up the case report that Celia had dropped, signed her name at the back, and handed it back to her. She tried to steer the topic back to work and said, "Let's work first."
"Okay," Celia responded and took her leave.
She was already out the door, but then she suddenly turned back. Seeing how Rachel was staring at her ring and caressing it, she hid her giggles behind her hands and said seriously, "Congratulations, Rachel!"