Chapter 416 Everyone Is Worried

Before everything had happened, Rachel could barely remember Jack's goodness while he was still by her side. She could only think of the negatives, like how he had kept his entanglement with other women from her, as well as that woman who could have been her twin in terms of looks.

Now, something this unexpected had happened. She sat there outside of the operating room, and his many kindnesses flashed in her mind like a movie.

There were those days when she was in a rotten mood for no apparent reason; he had no qualms being her emotional punching bag and often tried to coax her out of her bad mood. Even when she was angry and didn't want to talk to him, he still sent her the weather forecast accompanied by his own reminder for her to be careful not to catch a cold.

People said, "You don't know what you've got until it's gone." Wasn't this particularly true in her case right now?

Her nose started smarting, and she raised a hand to wipe the tears that had started to well up in her eyes. She fervently prayed in her heart for his well-being.

Rachel was so lost in her thoughts that she did not notice Tracy staring at her searchingly with a frown on her face. No one knew what she was thinking about.

"Rachel!" Suddenly, Tracy called her name and sat down beside her. "Had Jack been with you these past few days?" she asked.

Rachel gradually managed to calm down and nodded, "Yes."

"Then why did he go to the neighboring city?"

Rachel clearly saw the small flare of anger in Tracy's eyes. She pursed her lips and whispered, "I have no idea."

She suddenly heard the ot

oat. He saw and felt nothing, and he had no idea about the tempest that happened outside of the operating room.

With the recollection of Lea's consoling words easing her pain, Rachel finally lay in the bed. The physical and emotional exhaustion of the day caught up with her, so she closed her eyes and slowly drifted off to asleep. Lea asked Julie to take good care of Rachel and to call her as soon as she woke up.

Henry had been waiting for Lea at the door of their room. When she emerged from Rachel's suite with swollen eyes, he felt sad and helpless. "I only let you accompany Rachel. Why were you crying?"

"I couldn't control myself. I pity Rachel so much." At the thought, Lea clutched at his shirt and burst into tears again.

Even from an early age, Rachel had always been different from other children. They had parents; she didn't—she only had uncles who were not even related to her. Thus, she had to learn to be strong, rely on herself, and never bother others. Even if she cried alone in her bed most of the time, only she herself knew about it.

After several deep breaths, Lea wiped her tears and straightened up. She continued, "When we were young, we were taught to sing this song called 'Mom Is The Best In The World.' We were asked to take turns to sing on the stage. Rachel was a very good singer then, and everyone cheered for her. But a kid stood up, pointed at her, and yelled, 'Why is she singing this song? She doesn't even have a mother.' I haven't heard her sing ever since."

Henry said nothing and only patted her shoulder gently while listening to her story.