Trapped In Lace

"I swear if you make Rachel sad, I'll make sure you'll live hell on earth."

At that point, after threatening him, Eric felt like a real man.

Jack ignored him as he looked at his phone. His face darkened even further.

Although the news had just been released two hours ago, the number of hits already exceeded a hundred million.

Now that Eric had seen it, Rachel must've already known about this.

A shot of anxiety coursed through his veins. "Where is she?"

Eric shot him a glare and left.

After what Jack had done to her, the least he could do was stay far away from Rachel as possible. There was no way Eric could tell him where she was. Then again, it wasn't as if Eric had contacted her yet.

Wiping his face of any signs of anxiety and exhaustion, Jack tried to run after him.

Celine shouted to stop him. "Jack, where are you going? Are you going to leave me alone?"

"I have something to attend to. Someone will get to you later."

Knowing that she wouldn't be able to convince him like this, Celine screamed in pain. She writhed under her bed covers as her eyes rolled up. "Jack, it hurts so much! Get a doctor here, please."

Rachel felt like she had slept for the whole day.

However, her condition wasn't getting any better. Her head pounded even heavier. As the back of her hand touched her forehead, she could feel the burning heat. It seemed that she had gotten

alf an hour. He thought that Jack wouldn't come, so he was about to pick up his phone and call again when Jack entered.

"Mr. Fu," he called out, waving his hand.

Jack's mouth twitched. "Keep a low profile. How about that?"

"Don't you need a cup of coffee?" Scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment, Austin withdrew his hand from the menu and handed the document to him.

Jack shook his head. Right now, his priority was to get rid of Celine, so he could wholeheartedly ask for Rachel's forgiveness.

Austin glanced at him. "I have a photo in my phone that hasn't been printed. Do you want to see it?"

"Send me on WeChat." Without another word, he left.

When Jack returned to the hospital, Baron had already left. The nurse was already peeling an apple for Celine, but Celine only pushed it away.

"Sir, you're here," the nurse said in surprise.

"Give us some time."

Celine didn't see that he had come in. When she heard his voice, her face paled in fear. "Jack."

He nodded coldly. "How did you get hurt?"

She stammered, "Baron and I had a fight..."

"You do know that you couldn't hide any secrets from me, right? Don't bother me with this anymore."

He had helped her for the sake of their previous friendship,

but that didn't mean she should use it to her advantage.

Celine's hands trembled. When she saw the document's contents, she turned deathly pale.