My Darling, My Dearest

Chapter 375 Fall Out With Her Parents

While Marcus and Jack were talking at the door, Rachel came to check why the latter hadn't returned to the living room yet. She was a little surprised to see Marcus, but Jack held her arm and said, "Since Marcus is here, we'd better get going. It's time to go back to work."

She noticed the confusion in Marcus' eyes, so she smiled and said, "We just dropped by to visit Celia. She's asleep now."

"Okay."

Marcus nodded slightly and watched them leave. His handsome face suddenly frowned as a sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

Jack and Rachel arrived at the hospital. When he parked the car at the gate, he said in a low voice, "Austin just sent a message."

While unfastening her seat belt, she asked, "What did he say?"

"Bertha is in the hospital now because of some bruises on her forehead. I don't think it's a big problem."

Rachel heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing the news. But before she could start to feel happy, Jack continued, "But according to Austin, Dylan was very angry for what happened. He lost his temper in the hospital and swore to take Celia back and teach her a lesson."

Dylan was an egotistical male chauvinist. Putting aside his relationship with Bertha, Celia had challenged his authority as the head of the family by refusing a blind date.

And now that she hurt Bertha, who he believed had contributed a lot to their family, it was expected that he wouldn't let go of her that easy.

Feeling distraught, Rachel looked up at Jack and asked, "What should we do?"

Jack patted her head and replied in a gentle tone, "Don't worry, I'll deal with it. You don't need to do anything, but think more about me."

'This man...'

She was rendered speechless as she glanced at him. But the feeling of sweetness still wrapped her heart.

He watched her get out of the car and enter the hospital. When she was gone, he picked up his phone and called Austin. He said coldly, "Warn Dylan. If he continues to mess around, he will never be able to stay in the city anymore. Just give him a verbal warning for now. Don't beat him."

"Yes, Mr. Fu," Austin's deep voice was heard from the other end of the line before he hung up.

Jack started the car again and drove to the company. But he was just about one kilometer away from the hospital when his phone, which he threw at the passenger seat, rang again.

He maneuvered the steering wheel with one hand and picked up his phone with the other. While driving slowly, he answered it, "Yes?" All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Marcus answered in a low voice, "Is it okay if you transfer some money to my account now? All my bank accounts and credit cards were frozen."

Jack hit the brakes, ignoring the honk of the car behind him.

"What happened?" he then asked.

With brows drawn together tightly, he moved the phone to his other hand. He couldn't help wondering what happened between Marcus and Larry during these two days. Everything seemed

fine when they had last seen each other.

Only Larry would dare to freeze his bank accounts.

Marcus was silent for a few seconds before he spoke up again. "It's a long story. I'll take Celia to your office now, and we'll tell you the details. We'll be there in about half an hour."

Jack was afraid that things had gotten far more complicated than he had expected.

When Rachel entered the hospital, she immediately got extremely busy. This was normal at every end of the year. People were not only busy in going shopping, but also visiting the hospital. Since they had a lot of social engagements, they thought it was necessary to see a doctor.

When she finished with the last patient, she went back to her office. She took a deep breath, thinking that finally, she could have a good rest. But all of a sudden, her office door was pushed open from the outside.

As soon as Jack got in, he grabbed her arm and said, "Ask for a leave and go out with me now."

In Jack's office, Marcus and Celia were already sitting on the sofa, waiting. There were two suitcases in front of them. From the looks of it, they were running away from home.

Indeed, they were leaving.

When Jack and Rachel arrived, they were both stunned to see them with the suitcases. But before they could react, Jack asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

Marcus replied with a sigh, "We are planning to go abroad for a while."

Frowning, Rachel was the next to ask, "Why so sudden?" Celia pressed her lips tightly and turned to look at Marcus. She seemed to be too shy to speak up.

The atmosphere around them froze for a few minutes. Marcus put his arm around Celia's shoulder and said in a low voice, "I just made it clear to my father that he shouldn't interfere with our relationship."

His words were plain and simple, but they sounded more tortuous at this time.

When Jack and Rachel left Celia's apartment this morning, Marcus entered her bedroom. Thinking that she was still sleeping, he didn't disturb her. Instead, he put the breakfast he brought for her in the kitchen and sat in the living room to reply to some company emails with his mobile phone.

But Celia wasn't sleeping at that time. She just lay in the bed with eyes closed to rest, forcing herself not to think about the mess Bertha had created. Since she thought that it was still Rachel who was sitting in the living room, she didn't mind.

She sat up and leaned against the headboard, bit her lower lip, and said, "Rachel, the man that she arranged to have a blind date with me is a wealthy man. But he is also very lame. I was so scared earlier, so..."

Suddenly, a voice reverberated in the air. "Blind date?"

Celia's mind went blank as she saw Marcus already standing at the bedroom door. Looking at his fierce eyes, she couldn't help shivering. His stare gave her goose bumps.

Mouth agape, she asked, "When did you arrive?"

Marcus frowned and asked again with a gloomy face, "What blind date are you talking about?"

Celia wanted to hit herself with a hammer for being so careless. But since she had already spat it out, it was impossible to avoid it anymore. She told him exactly what happened when Bertha came earlier.

She didn't see anything unusual on Marcus' expression. He just gently tucked her in and bade goodbye. He said he had something urgent to deal with at the company.

But the truth was, he drove back to the Ji family house and rushed to the study.

Larry's face darkened upon seeing him banged the door. "Where are the manners I have taught you since you were a child? Don't you know how to knock first?"

Marcus gave him a sharp glare and asked coldly, "Dad, was it you who asked Celia's parents to arrange a blind date for her? Why can't you just stop meddling with our relationship?"

Larry crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back slightly. He then asked expressionlessly, "What made you think I was the one who did it?" "Who else, Dad?"

"Bastard!"

Larry pounded the desk and glared at him. "How dare you talk to me that way! We've already told you many times that she doesn't deserve you. Even if I was the one who did it, you must understand why.

You are my son. You have enjoyed the life we've made for you ever since you were a child. Now that you are old enough to get married, you must choose a woman that we like."

Marcus was infuriated by his father's words. He turned around and walked towards the door. But before he left, he said, "Well, since you don't like Celia, I'll take her out of your sight."

"Marcus!"

His mother, who had been eavesdropping at the door, rushed to him as soon as she heard his words. She grabbed his arm and said, "What are you going to do? Where are you going? Do you still even care about this family and your parents? There are so many beautiful women in the world.

If you don't like Eden, we can find someone else for you. Listen to me. Right now, you think that she is the one for you. But believe me, that's only temporary. No one deserves you but a woman who has the same social status as ours.

While comforting him, his mother also turned and glared at Larry. She was so anxious that she could already stamp her feet as she scolded him, "Larry, why are you so harsh? We have agreed that we would take it slow, haven't we? You know that Marcus is still young. He is in a rebellious stage right now. The more we oppose him, the more he will insist. Can't you understand that? Why are you so stubborn?"

The rest of the story was self-explanatory.

Jack pinched his glabella and asked, "Have you decided where to go?"

Marcus replied in a deep voice, "We will go to France. I have two friends there that we can visit. Please take care of the company for me."

Jack patted him on the shoulder. "Don't worry about that."

He then took out a bank card from his wallet and handed it to Marcus. "The money in this card should be enough for the two of you to live for some time. The pin code is 870925. If it is not enough, just give me a call."

"Thank you, buddy." Marcus lowered his head to hide the redness in his eyes.

Rachel, who was silently watching the two men, couldn't help feeling sad. She took a deep breath and said to Celia, "I'm glad that you are finally together. But you must contact us as soon as you arrive in France, okay? Don't push yourself too hard." She believed that the couple made the right choice. If they continued to stay in Ninwell City, they wouldn't be able to live a good life because of the pressure from both of their families.

Perhaps if they moved away, their families would gradually accept them as time passed.

The same thing had happened to Lucas and Iris.

For a moment, Jack's office filled with sadness.

After talking with each other for a while, Rachel and Jack drove the couple to the airport.

At the airport, Jack saw Rachel's eyes turn red. He couldn't help holding her hands tightly and chuckled, "If you worry about them, I will take you to France to see them after I finish my work, okay?"

"Okay," Rachel replied at once.

She then glared at Marcus, pretending to be fierce and warned, "You must treat her well. If I find out that you are not good to her, I will take Jack to France right away to beat you up."

"Yes, I agree with Rachel." Jack wanted to say more, but he was interrupted by the sudden ringing of his phone.

Since it was Austin calling, it probably had something to do with Dylan.

He took the phone to the side and asked in a low voice, "Is everything done?" Author's note

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Translator: Scarlett5555