Chapter 377 A Dinner Party

Celia looked around and felt horrible. All the shoes in the shoe rack had scattered on the floor, and all the drawers were opened. The whole living room was turned upside down.

'Were there thieves?' she thought to herself.

With eyes wide open, she ran to her bedroom to check. When she finished, her shoulders sagged as she cried, "Rachel, what should I do? These thieves are so heartless. Why do they come to my house at this time?"

Rachel frowned and replied, "They are not thieves."

"Then who could do this to me?"

Rachel raised a document in her hand and said awkwardly, "I think it's Bertha. I've found this divorce paper she left here."

When Celia went to check her bedroom, Rachel found the document under the coffee table in the living room. It was probably blown to the floor by the wind.

Celia glanced at her and sneered, "My father surely made the biggest mistake when he married her. Back then, he even beat me because of her. Now that he is dying and needs money for his hospital bills, she immediately left a divorce paper and ran away. What a good wife!"

Rachel sighed. She knew that no one would want this kind of situation. But for her, it wasn't really a bad thing that Bertha left.

However, she was only an outsider to this family. It was not easy for her to say these words in front of Celia.

A few moments later, Jack's car parked outside. As soon as he came in, he frowned and said slowly, "I asked someone to bring something to eat here. You need to have some food in your stomach first before you have a good rest."

When she heard what Jack said, Rachel turned to Celia and said, "While

htly and said, "Rachel, I can't contact Marcus. His phone is always off. Does Jack know what is going on with him now? Can you ask him for me, please?"

Rachel was stunned. She patted the back of her hand to hide her embarrassment and said, "Okay. I'll ask him later."

Celia lowered her head and murmured, "Marcus promised me that he would always be there every time I called him."

Tears streamed down her face as she cried silently. Whoever saw her would really feel sorry for her.

Rachel handed her a piece of tissue. "Don't think too much. Maybe he has something important to deal with. Now that Dylan is already out of danger, you should have a good rest."

Indeed, Celia was exhausted. She whispered a few more words before she bent over the edge of the bed, used her arm as her pillow, and slowly fell asleep. There were still tears in the corner of her eyes.

Rachel took off her coat and wrapped it on her shoulders before she walked out of the ward. She found Jack leaning against the wall outside, smoking. As soon as he saw her, he stubbed out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can.

"I've asked for a day's leave for you. You can stay here and accompany Celia until tomorrow."

Jack's voice sounded a little hollow in the empty corridor.

Looking at her watch, she said, "I still have two hours to rest. I don't need to ask for leave."

Jack didn't counter anymore. He just held her hand and said lightly, "I now know what happened to Dylan. He got addicted to gambling recently and the people who beat him up were his opponents. They discovered that he cheated on them, so they ended up beating him."