My Darling, My Dearest

Chapter 330 Celine Failed

Celine flushed red.

What he had just said really hurt her.

At his words, she started to regret her own carelessness. She should've been more cautious in meeting up with that man. Maybe then, Jack wouldn't have suspected her.

Now that everything was falling apart, she crossed her arms over her chest defiantly. "Couldn't I make friends with people who work in the hospital?"

Instead of getting furious at her frivolous reply, Jack smiled. "You can, but I happen to be interested in him. Call him, so we can talk."

On that day, after Rachel had called him, he had sent someone to the Affiliated No.1 Hospital to investigate on the matter. But they said they had no plan of poaching her.

Jack analyzed the business card he had gotten. The paper was rough, and the handwriting had already faded because of the rain. It was obvious that the business card was another prop to Celine's lies.

"Never knew that an executive at such a big hospital would have a cheap calling card." He sneered. Celine shrunk at the implication of his voice. She leaned against the door frame as her lips trembled under his cool gaze. Although she was scared out of her mind, she managed to keep her mouth shut.

After all, it was just a business card. He wouldn't be able to find anything.

She thought that she had already hidden everything so perfectly.

And it was true. At this moment, he couldn't find anything on her.

Hearing what he had to say on the phone, Rachel sighed. "What should we do next then? You know, if it isn't convenient for you, then it's okay not to do it,"

she said tentatively.

On the night when she talked to Lea, she had already made up her mind not to resist Jack's advances, but it didn't mean that she would tolerate Celine's existence.

As long as that woman was still in between them, there would always be trouble brewing in their relationship. Rachel couldn't stand that.

Jack chuckled. "Don't think too much. I already have a plan."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, she couldn't help but pinch the space in between her eyebrows. Ever since she came back, her life was like a TV drama. In fact, she could bet that her life was even more dramatic than any show on the television.

On the other side of the city, Celine felt uneasy. Recalling the way Jack had looked at her, she could tell that he was already suspicious.

Just to be on the safe side, she called the man up. "Hello? Where are you?"

"Miss Duan, what can I do for you?" the man greeted her. "Since you're an old client, I can give you a special discount."

She glanced at the money in her bank book and gritted her teeth. At this point, she had no other choice. "I have something to tell you. We'll meet in half an hour at the place we met previously."

In half an hour, Celine found herself looking at the man who had caused her so much trouble. She stirred her coffee repeatedly. "Here's your ticket and some money. Your flight's scheduled for five o'clock in the afternoon, so I suggest you head to airport now," she stated, placing the check and the ticket onto the table. In fact, if she had it her way, she would've chucked him out to another country right now.

The man picked up the check. After glancing at the amount, his eyes widened momentarily. "What are you trying to say?"

"You must be tired after helping me out so much, so here's your vacation money."

She looked around. Seeing that no one else was there, she lowered her voice and urged, "Go, but remember, you shouldn't tell anyone about this."

The man had obviously seen through her urgency. Instead of listening to her, he leaned back and crossed his legs. "Miss Duan," he said snidely. "Do you really think I don't know what you're trying to do? You want to send me out of the city, so I won't leak anything out. And you're just paying me this little just to get rid of me. Do you really think that amount is enough?"

Her face flushed red as she glared at him. "This is enough for you to go off work for half a year! " she snapped. "Don't push your luck."

"It may be, but it's not enough to make me silent."

The man showed her two fingers. "At least give me double the amount."

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There was a pause as she took a deep breath. Her chest heaved at the asking rate. "That's all my money."

"Who are you trying to lie to? Everyone knows that your boyfriend is Jack Fu, MK Group's CEO. You'll be laughed at if you're actually that poor." This man was a nuisance!

Celine wanted to slam her fists onto the table and drag that man to the streets, but she was under his thumb now. And this time, she really needed him out of the country. "I really don't have the money," she said softly. "Leave first, and I'll transfer the rest when I get enough cash.

"There's no need. I can give him the money."

It was Jack's voice.

Freezing, Celine looked up to see that Jack was towering the both of them. Her face turned pale from fear. "Why are you here?" she stuttered out.

"Why do you think?" He gazed at her.

The moment the man saw Jack, he immediately shrunk in his seat. The last thing he wanted was to offend him.

However, before he could successfully sneak out, he had already been lifted by two suited men. The grip they had around his shoulders made him wince.

"What are you doing?" he yelled. "Put me down!" He struggled under their hold, but it was useless.

One of the men holding him looked up at his boss. "Mr. Fu, what should we do with him?"

"Take him to the car first." Once they'd exited out of the restaurant, Jack bent over to pick up the check that the man had just dropped. Upon seeing the amount, he sneered, "You really are generous."

"It's not what you think." Her voice trembled.

Jack raised his eyebrows and glanced at her. "Tell me. What do you think I'm thinking?"

"I..." She didn't even know what to say.

Celine wanted to say something —anything to relieve the situation at hand, but it seemed that Jack had lost complete faith in her. He snorted when she didn't respond.

"You really don't know what regret is."

"I know what it is!"

Celine could only apologize and beg for mercy after being caught in the act. Her tears ran down her cheeks as she lowered her head. "I really won't do this again. Please trust me."

"Trust you? How did you get that paper?"

"I didn't get that paper! I only asked the guy to bother Rachel. He didn't say anything about a paper," she said through gritted teeth.

This was her only chance.

If everything was exposed, then her entire relationship with Jack would fall apart right before her very eyes.

He sneered. "It seems that you won't admit to things you haven't been caught in."

"I won't admit to things I haven't done." With a guilty conscience, her thumb grazed over her bottom lip. Fearing that he still wouldn't believe her, she emphasized, "I really didn't do it."

"Whether you've done it or not, I'll give you two days to pack you things and leave Ninwell City." Jack left, not even bothering to hear her reply.

It was actually just a coincidence that Jack had seen them talking to each other in the coffee shop. Unexpectedly, the man sitting opposite to her was similar to the man Rachel had described.

As for sending Celine away, he had already been planning it this entire time. Now just seemed like the best opportunity to send her off.

Watching his retreating figure, her eyes sparkled with hatred and betrayal. She shoved all the coffee cups on her table and let them fall to the floor. The sound of cracks echoed across the cafe.

For a moment, everyone stopped what they were doing to glare at her, confused as to what was happening.

"What?" she roared. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she sobbed.

Everything she had done...she would never allow herself to come out empty handed! She just wouldn't accept it. Tracy didn't expect that Celine would come and complain to her. She looked so pitiful with her flushed face and glassy eyes.

The older woman handed her a piece of tissue. "Tell me what happened."

"Jack... wants to kick me out of Ninwell City," she stuttered out. Only Tracy could speak to her son and appease him.

Tracy frowned. "Why would he do that?"

Celine covered her face with her hands. "I was so jealous of Rachel appearing by his side, so I wanted to trouble her. I deliberately asked someone to wait at the gate of her hospital and pretend to poach her."

"You silly girl."

Tracy shook her head helplessly. In her opinion, it was just a harmless joke—one that shouldn't be taken seriously. Upon looking at the younger woman's pitiful sight, she said,

"I'll talk to Jack about this, but you shouldn't do it ever again!"

"I know, and I won't," Celine promised. She secretly did a victory dance.

As long as Tracy would protect her, everything would run smoothly. She was safe for now. Author's note

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Translator: Scarlett5555