"I'm leaving. Bye!" Rachel said with a smile as she walked past her colleague. Deep inside, she felt upset.
It was hard to hide the disappointment she was feeling.
'Jack couldn't keep his promise. But that's not the worst part. The worst part is he didn't have the decency to make a phone call or send a message!' she thought with indignation.
Julie had a light dinner since she wasn't very hungry. While she was cleaning the table, she heard the sound of the door being open. Taking off her gloves, she walked out of the kitchen to see who it was. Surprisingly, it was Rachel but Jack wasn't by her side. "Miss, where is Mr. Fu? Why isn't he with you?" she asked, a bit worried.
Ever since Jack moved back, they came home together. It was a rare sight to see Rachel alone. He was very careful since she was pregnant.
Her fear intensified when she realized Rachel wasn't giving her an answer.
Dropping the bag on the sofa, Rachel said in a drained voice, "Julie, is there anything to eat in the fridge?"
"Yes. Why haven't you had dinner yet?" Julie asked. Once again, Rachel replied her with silence. Feeling defeated, Julie realized it wasn't right to prob.
Rachel entered the kitchen and said, "I'm starving. I better cook some noodles."
"Let me do it. You should be taking rest," Julie offered. She didn't like to make Rachel work. Julie reached out to pick the egg basket that Rachel was carrying. However, Rachel wouldn't let go of it. Smiling weakly, she said, "No, thanks. I want to cook for myself."
Today had been a hard day. She wanted to something that would keep her from thinking about Jack. Moreover, cooking always helped her get rid of negative thoughts.
he would give for this grave mistake.
After a few seconds of silence, Rachel said, "Mr. Zhou, I'm here to attend this meeting on behalf of our director. Perhaps I took the wrong document from her desk. I'll talk to her once this meeting is over and bring you the new list."
Hearing this explanation, James' face softened a little. He realized Rachel wasn't at fault. Waving his hand, he said "I want your director to bring the document to my office by herself."
"Okay, I will convey your message," Rachel said while trying to relax herself.
She felt her face heat up from embarrassment. After a while, the meeting came to an end. She was desperately waiting for it to be over.
When Rachel returned to the executive department, she saw that the director was sitting in the office and relaxing. Rachel heard her hum a tune happily. It seemed like she had no job to do.
Rachel walked forward with a frown and put the folded document in front of the director. With a serious look on her face, she said, "Director, this is the invitation list. The executive was disappointed with it."
"Disappointed? What's disappointing about it?" The director frowned.
Rachel explained everything that had happened in the meeting room. "The CX Group's CEO shouldn't be on the guest list. Now the executive wants you to prepare a new list and send it to his office."
Rachel's tone was calm and polite but the director was annoyed nevertheless. She mistook it for mockery. In a cold tone, she said, "What do you mean by asking me to prepare a new one? Didn't I already hand over the job to you? You couldn't complete a simple task. And now, you have the audacity to put all the blame on me!"