The taxi driver slowed to a stop at the hospital gate. He turned around and took the cash from Rachel's hand. He looked at the rearview mirror and said, "Miss, that black car seems to have been following us the whole time. Is he your boyfriend?"
'Black car?' Rachel thought.
"I suppose so." With a faint smile in the driver's direction, she reached out and opened the door. Once out of the car, she looked behind her and saw that Jack was also getting out of the black car.
When she saw him walking slowly towards her, Rachel was a little surprised. "Why are you here? I thought you were sleeping."
"I had enough sleep." Jack reached out and smoothed back the hair that had been blown onto her face. "I'd be worried if I didn't see you arrive at the hospital safely."
"You really needn't worry," replied Rachel. Although she was pretending that she did not care, she still felt a strange tugging at her heart strings.
All of a sudden, she heard a familiar voice calling her name. "Rachel."
Subconsciously taking two steps back to keep her distance from Jack, Rachel turned around and saw her colleague running towards her from the parking lot, holding a cup in her hand and smiling. "I got up early this morning and made myself some soybean milk. When we get to the office later, you can have a try. It tastes really good."
"Okay." Rachel nodded with a smile.
In the past, unless it was work related, Rachel seldom had any contact with her colleagues. But Celia had caused a big change in her life.
As she thought about her, it suddenly occurred to Rachel tha
d he be anxious?
Rachel had thought Jack might have called her several times, but when she looked at her phone, she saw that he hadn't
'Is there something urgent happening at his company?' she wondered. Why was he so late? After thinking for a while, Rachel took out her phone and called Jack. But to her surprise, his phone was switched off.
Frowning, she put the phone back on the table and sat down again. After thinking for a while, she decided that she would just wait a little longer.
Maybe he was delayed or something. Maybe his phone was out of power and he was on the way to the hospital. If this was the case, it was going to be hard for the two of them to meet up unless she stayed where he could find her.
After nearly an hour, Jack had neither appeared nor tried to call Rachel.
Then, there was a knock on the door. She looked up at the door subconsciously. Without even waiting to see who came in, she asked, "Why are you so late?"
She was expecting to see Jack. She wasn't expecting it to be one of her colleagues.
The colleague stood at the door of Rachel's office. She rubbed her arm and asked, "Who are you waiting for? Why haven't you left yet?"
"I just haven't." The corners of her mouth twitched in embarrassment. Rachel stood up, picked up her bag that had been hanging on the side and said gently, "I was dealing with something and just finished it. I'm going home now."
"I really envy you." The colleague pouted. "I'm still working on the list. With so many medical records, I don't think I'll make it home before tomorrow morning."