Trapped In Lace

Having been on duty for such a long time, the nurse had never seen such a situation. She was so scared that her legs were shaking from the scene. She didn't dare move forward, fearing that she would also be involved.

In the dining room, Celine handed the menu back to the waiter with a bright smile. As silence fell on them, she started, "Last time, when I came here with my colleagues, they told me how good I am at cooking." She chuckled. "In fact, they even compared me to the chef. You can try his cooking later on and make the verdict yourself."

Jack nodded. In reality, he felt even more restless than all the other times he had been roped into social engagements like this one. Sitting in front of Celine was a torment he'd rather not face.

Last time, when he had seen her shopping with his mother, he sent Tracy a message to inform her that he had something urgent to get to.

He thought that her mother's persuasions would be the end of it. However, Tracy wasn't going to surrender that easily.

"You either have dinner with her, or you forget you have a mother!" she had snapped at him.

Given this, he had no other choice but to agree.

Glancing at his watch, he could only wish that time could go by even faster.

"Sir, miss, your dinner is ready. Enjoy."

The waiter carefully placed

The doctor still didn't have a clear speculation when it came to her condition. The report would still be given the following morning.

However, Rachel pulled up the quilt and closed her eyes. If the Jack and Celine were present, then she would never be able to regain her peace of mind.

"Get out!" she bellowed. Her voice had lost its indifference.

Glancing at the puzzled look on Jack's face, Celine could only lower her head.

Although he didn't know what exactly happened, he could understand the generalities of what transpired while he was gone. Knowing that he would never win this argument, he left the ward, and Celine followed.

Just as Celine opened the door of his car, Jack glared at her. "Take a taxi."

"Why? I rode with you to the hospital!"

she demanded as her eyes widened.

"You know what you've done," he said coldly. "You better watch yourself."

Celine held the car door, refusing to let him go. "I did nothing," she snapped. "She was the one who scolded me. Why the hell are you blaming me for her mistake?"

A wave of resentment rolled down her heart as she dug her nails into her palm. She hated Rachel and hated everything the woman stood for.

Jack snorted in disgust. "Whatever she's done to you, it's something you deserve. Who the hell do you think you are?"