Chapter 457 Pink Or Blue

As the clock ticked closer and closer to the time when she would normally get off work, Rachel stared at the final word count of the document she was working on. It was a sad excuse for a document, which contained only sixty or seventy words instead of the seven hundred or eight hundred words that it should have.

The director knocked on the office door and came in after a beat of pause. "Are the documents ready, Rachel?" she asked.

It was not until then that Rachel came back to her senses. Flustered at her lackluster pace of work, she managed to mumble out an excuse. "I'm still working on it. It's almost done."

The director frowned. She sighed and said in a somewhat irritated voice, "The document could have been finished in half an hour. You have been working on it for the whole afternoon, but you still haven't managed to finish it yet?"

She raised her arm to glance at her watch and sneered, "I'm leaving in ten minutes. Can you finish it in time?"

Rachel took a wistful look at the almost empty screen in front of her and sighed. Disappointed in herself, she answered honestly, "I'm afraid I won't be able to finish on time."

As soon as she uttered out the negative, the director's face darkened like the sky when a sudden tropical storm approached. She looked thunderous. "Then you'd better finish it and send it to me as soon as possible. I'll deal with it when I get home."

"Okay."

Since the day Rachel started working here, she had never made such a blunder, not even the smallest of mistakes. Her impeccable record meant that her superiors never felt the need to doubt her abilities. Now, it was because of Jack that such an incident happened. Even she herself was speechless in the face of the situation.

She patted her face casually in an attempt to freshen up. Rachel gave herself a short break of a minute or so, using it to perform some stretches so that she could focus better on her work. She took a deep breath in and then carried typing on the keyboard. The marathon to finish the document had started. Finally, within half an hour, she reached the minimum word count and clicked "save." Relief rushed through her vei

uestion and said with a wide smile, "It's more important to accompany you to the hospital for prenatal checkups." It was as if he didn't care about the company at all!

Seriously speaking, this would be the first time that Jack had accompanied Rachel to the hospital for her prenatal checkups. On their way to the hospital, she squirmed in her seat as discomfort bit at her heels. "Jack, I can go for the prenatal checkups myself. There's no need for you to go with me."

His hands still gripping the steering wheel, Jack responded with two taps of his finger as he thought. After a moment of silence, he reached out and turned the music on in the car. He hoped the music would be effective in improving her mood. He didn't want her to feel stressed. Elegant piano music flowed out of the sound system, enveloping the pair in a half-awkward, half-comfortable embrace. "Close your eyes and try to get some rest. We can use this time to give our baby some prenatal education," he said softly.

Doing what he did best, Jack easily changed the topic to another one that was less laden with emotional landmines. Rachel knew that there was no point in talking more or trying to change his mind, so she didn't try to listen more to his words. She closed her eyes and rested.

It was not rush hour, so they were fortunate enough not to be caught up in any traffic jams. They arrived at the hospital without any delays. Once they reached the lobby of the hospital, they took a number card after they registered themselves on the self-registration machine. The two of them walked to the waiting area of the obstetrics and gynecology department and sat quietly without a word.

After a while, the intercom called out the number on Rachel's number card, followed by a robotic repeating of her name. Jack quickly picked up the bag beside him and stood up, causing Rachel to look up and down at him in confusion. "Where are you going?" she asked.

"I'll go with you," Jack answered as if it was the natural course of things.

Rachel snatched the bag from his hands and said, "Just wait for me here. I'll go in by myself." There was no room for arguments in her tone.