My Darling, My Dearest

'Huh?1 Rachel was stunned to hear that. "Miss Duan, your accusation is really too much. What did I do wrong?"

Furious, Celine stepped forward and said to Rachel in a low voice, "Jack doesn't love you at all. Why do you have to pester him?"

Hearing this, Rachel couldn't help but laugh. She stepped back, staying away from the unpleasant perfume on Celine. Then she retorted, "Miss Duan, what position are you in, to say this to me?" Celine was unable to make a comeback. Her face turned red, and she was dumbstruck by Rachel's retort. No matter how hard she tried, Rachel's status as Jack's wife was a trump card that Celine couldn't beat.

She could only emphasize to Rachel that she was the one who Jack loved, but so what? Rachel didn't care who Jack loved. Celine could do nothing to hurt her.

Celine's words meant nothing to Rachel.

Celine became so angry that her face changed dramatically. She stood in Rachel's way, blocking her from leaving. She stared fiercely at Rachel, trying to frighten her with her meticulously painted eyes. But when she opened her mouth, she became less aggressive. "Ms. Shen, I beg you. I love Jack. Please divorce him. Anyways..." Rachel brushed her hand aside before Celine could say anything more. Celine's arm was frozen in the air with her fingers outstretched.

"Miss Duan, please don't bug me again. Solve your problems with Jack by yourself. Likewise, I will solve my own problems with him by myself. It's none of your business," Rachel said calmly.

Having said that, she walked away. Seeing that, Celine blurted out indignantly, "I'm pregnant! Do you want my child to be born without a father?"

"Ha." Rachel turned around and looked at her flat belly. Her lips curled into a disdainful smile, and she said, "It's none of my business. Miss Duan, I think you should go find Jack instead of me." She raised her slender finger and tapped her temple, as if she was saying Celine had no brain.

"Rachel Shen!" Unable to sustain her charade any longer, Celine abruptly strode forward. Her eyes were full of fury and resentment.

Rachel dodged Celine's attacking hands. She furrowed her eyebrows, feeling very annoyed. Before she could say anything, a soft voice rang behind them.

"Ms. Shen, Miss Duan, what's wrong with you here?"

Looking to the side, she saw that Wendy had emerged from the private room and was standing by their side, frowning.

Rachel heaved a sigh of relief.

Seeing they were not alone, Celine finally withdrew her hand and decided not to attack Rachel ■3

with her hands like an uncivilized animal.

It was ironic that Celine had also received the invitation to the engagement party. After all, she had been acquainted with all the rich people in Jack's circle for a long time. Francis sent her the invitation for Jack's sake. He thought maybe Jack would bring Celine to the party.

After all, though Celine was only Jack's mistress, she had shown up in public with him more than his wife. No one had expected that this time Jack would bring Rachel. Celine told Jack about the invitation and expected him to take her to the party. She was totally unprepared for Jack to reject her.

She felt humiliated by that, and was furious about Jack's attitude. Celine had been trying her best to please him nowadays, but he seemed to be determined to stay away from her. That was why she was using another man to make Jack jealous again. As for how she managed to go there with Vincent, that was another story entirely.

Rachel didn't want to waste any more time on Celine, so she said to Wendy, "I'll go back first."

Wendy nodded. Her eyes fell on Celine, and she called out hesitantly, "Miss Duan..."

Celine turned around and said with impatience, "What is it?"

"Could you please wait a minute? I... I have some questions to ask you." ■3

Not long after Rachel returned to the room, Celine also came back, but Wendy didn't. Unable to endure any more waiting, Francis stood up and went away to look for Wendy.

At this moment, however, Celine, who was sitting opposite Rachel, suddenly stood up with a glass of wine in her hand. With a smile on her face, she said, "Rachel, thank you for treating me. Since we have happened to meet each other again here today, I'd like to propose a toast to you."

Totally cold and unmoved by what Celine said, Rachel kept perfectly still. She just said, "People who are sent to the hospital are either ill or wounded. It's my duty to take care of them. You don't need to thank me."

Rachel remained stoical and quiet while Celine held her glass stubbornly. Celine's intention was perfectly obvious to Rachel.

"I just want to make a toast to you. Won't you drink with me?" Celine asked.

"No, I won't." Rachel's answer was clear, neat, and plain, without any disguise. The contrast between Celine and Rachel was so sharp that the others who were present almost laughed out loud. Celine never expected Rachel to refuse her so directly. Standing there, she quickly realized that she was about to become a laughingstock. Her face suddenly turned pale and her red lips trembled. She glanced at the man next to Rachel, hoping that he would help her.

However, Jack did not return her glance. He just sat there peacefully, as if Celine had nothing to ■3

do with him.

Sitting side by side, Jack and Rachel looked like a harmonious couple. He remained perfectly aloof and unconcerned about Celine.

Celine's eyes reddened all of a sudden. She slammed and shattered her glass, turned around and ran out.

When everyone thought Jack was going to run after her, he raised his chopsticks and placed a piece of crab roe in Rachel's bowl. "This dish is delicious. Have a try," he said.

'Is Mr. Fu tired of his mistress?' The people around them exchanged astonished glances with each other.

Francis went out to look for his fiancee, but didn't come back. After a short while, Vincent stood up and went out. Several others left one after another.

The people who remained felt awkward sitting there. They didn't have a close relationship with Jack, but they could think of nothing to do but sit there quietly.

Eventually, they stood up and invited Jack and Rachel to go out.

Rachel didn't intend to go out with Jack,

but he held her in his arms and whispered in her ear, "Since you have already come here, let's finish it together."

With that, she said nothing more and followed Jack out in silence.

And so Francis' engagement party was finally ■3

held. Everyone who had attended the party enjoyed retelling the ridiculous story of what happened that night.

First, it was Wendy's background —she was Wen family's adopted daughter. Then, Vincent, her brother, came to the party.

What intrigued everyone was that Vincent came with Jack's mistress.

Meanwhile, Jack took his own wife to the banquet, and everyone had the same question on their mind:

How would Mrs. Fu behave?

Rachel walked around the lounge with Jack, and she was familiar with several people who had business dealings with him.

With a polite and modest smile on her face, Rachel held a glass of champagne to make toasts with them.

When Jack was chatting with someone, Rachel stood beside him and listened to him quietly. As Jack's wife, she had to behave correctly in public.

Rachel couldn't avoid making some empty small talk. After all, she couldn't just ignore everyone and keep quiet like a doll.

Rachel's elegant and decent behavior won many people's admiration. Some people were puzzled about why Jack would give up such a perfect woman for a vulgar wench. Alas, maybe sluts were more interesting. That kind of behavior was common in that part of society. ■3

On the other side of the room, Celine looked at Jack and Rachel not far away from them with pale dismay all over her face. Someone whispered and laughed at her nearby.

"I never saw Mrs. Fu before this evening. I assumed she would look ugly. I didn't expect her to be such a beautiful woman."

"They look like a perfect match. The wife is still the wife, after all. Of course Jack wouldn't bring a nobody with him on this occasion."

While speaking, they glanced at Celine, who was obviously humiliated and angry. Celine pretended that she couldn't hear them, but her fists tightened at they hung at her side.

The girl next to Celine burst into laughter and said, "Miss Duan, why are you here alone?"

She took a step forward and taunted her, "Mr. Fu is over there. Is he going to come back to see you later?"

Celine turned around and left. Those who remained in the room continued eating and laughing, making no secret of their scorn.

Their cruelty was not merely for its own sake. Some of them had been jealous of her in the past, and others looked down upon Celine.

They gossiped that Celine once worked as a hotel waitress before getting involved with Jack. In private, they often mocked Celine for this.

Then, Jack's unscrupulous attachment to her made many of them jealous, and they sneered at her in private. Seeing that Celine's position had been turned upside down, people were quite delighted and wanted to deal her a bit of mockery. They didn't care who Jack was with, but they just couldn't bear to see Celine putting on airs in front of them, flaunting her superior position.