Chapter 106 Rachel’s Sharp
Retort
Late in the afternoon, Natalia said her goodbyes to Rachel.
“I see you’re doing better, so I’ll head out now.”
“Thanks, take care!”
Though Rachel responded, her face remained pale, her voice frail and soft.
The following morning, a nurse entered with a stack of forms.
Rachel looked up, bewildered. “All these tests are necessary?”
“The doctor ordered them, yes. You have several blood tests lined up. Considering you’re still weak, it might be wise to have someone here with you in case you need assistance.”
Rachel nodded and said, “I’ll call someone.”
Unexpectedly, Tracy’s voice answered when she called Brian.
“Hello, Rachel…”
There was a hint of gloating in Tracy’s tone right from the start.
Rachel took a deep breath and said firmly, “I need to speak with Brian. Could you hand him the phone?”
“I’m afraid I can’t. He spent all night taking care of me and has only just gotten to sleep. I’d hate to disturb him. Maybe try again later if it’s not urgent.”
Tracy’s provocation was too much for Rachel, who quickly retorted, “Tracy Haynes, remember what goes around comes around. I hope you never regret the choices you’re making. If you relish being the other woman, by all means, continue, but don’t ever think you can take my place! I’m the one he’s about to marry!”
This sharp retort took Tracy by surprise.
From their brief interactions, Tracy had pegged Rachel as timid and meek.
That was why she felt bold enough to provoke Rachel with such remarks.
Yet Rachel was not the pushover Tracy had pictured.
“Rachel, that was quite a biting comment. Everyone deserves to chase love and happiness, yet here you are, cursing me.”
Rachel scoffed, “Oh, really? And you pursue yours by tearing apart my family? Your lack of conscience is astounding. I must say, I’m ‘impressed‘.”
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Following her sharp reply, Rachel promptly ended the call, cutting off any response from Tracy
The nurse, noticing Rachel’s frustration, offered a suggestion. “Maybe your sister could help you out?”
“My sister?”
“The young woman who was here for you yesterday, She mentioned she’s your younger sister.”
“I think I’ll handle it on my own. I can manage.”
Rachel felt compelled to manage alone, even if it was challenging.
After all, she was in the hospital. Surely, the medical staff would be there if she needed immediate help.
“Alright then, take care.”
With that, the nurse left.
Rachel picked up the hefty stack of forms and made her way to the hematology department.
By the time she completed the blood tests, it was nearly noon.
Feeling drained from the blood draw, she found a secluded spot, slumped into a chair against the wall, and
dozed off for a bit.
Her phone’s ring eventually woke her up.
“Yvonne…”
“Rachel, you sound so exhausted. What’s going on?”
“I’m at the hospital. Just went through some tests.”
“Isn’t Brian with you?” Yvonne asked.
“I actually came here alone.”
“Text me the location. I’m coming over.
“Will do.”
Yvonne was quick to act.
She arrived at the hospital within minutes, bringing two packed meals.
Upon seeing Rachel looking so worn, Yvonne expressed her concern. “What happened to you to end up this
way?”
“I’m uncertain too, but this time, my menstrual pain was more intense than ever. It’s wise to have it checked; I’ve been feeling off recently.”
“There’s no need to worry. I’ll be there with you for the final tests.”
The hospital was exclusive, allowing for immediate testing without waiting.
Following their examinations, the two women walked back to the ward.
That was when Rachel asked, “What’s with the two lunch boxes?”
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“One’s for you, the other’s for Norton,” responded Yvonne straightforwardly.
Upon hearing this, Rachel had a realization. “For Norton? Are you two on good terms again?”
“Not exactly, it’s actually a duty I need to fulfill.”
Yvonne began to unpack the lunch box as she detailed her current relationship with Norton.
“So, by cooking for him, you’re hoping he’ll let you return to work?”
With a shrug, Yvonne replied, “It might not pan out, but there’s always hope if I keep trying. I’m not ready to
quit.”
“Absolutely, keep at it!”
After lunch, Yvonne headed out to meet Norton.
He was working from his office today, necessitating her visit there.
Upon arriving at reception, Yvonne overheard a woman’s overly sweet voice, saying, “Could you let me in? I’m here to deliver lunch to Mr. Burke, my boyfriend.”
Yvonne squinted, noticing a door standing in the way.
It was clear that only someone with an access card could get through.
“Apologies, but you can’t enter without an appointment,” the receptionist said with a stern tone.
The reply was unwavering “That rule applies even if you were his wife. You’d still need to book an
appointment.”
“Still not possible. Even as his wife, you’ll have to make an appointment.”
Yvonne stood still, momentarily taken aback.
The argument between the woman and the receptionist escalated, yet the receptionist remained firm.
Weary from the exchange, the receptionist turned to Yvonne and noticed the lunch box she was holding.
With a curious look, she asked, “You’re here to drop off lunch as well?”
“Yes, I am! May I enter?” Yvonne responded earnestly.
“What do you think?” the receptionist retorted.
At that moment, Yvonne’s phone began to ring. It was Norton calling.
“Are you aware of the time?” he asked in his typically stark manner.
“Yes, it’s half–past twelve.”
“Are you trying to starve me, or have you decided against returning to work?”
His tone was straightforward, prompting an equally straightforward response from Yvonne, “I arrived early, but
I was told that even as your wife, I would need to make an appointment. So…”
Her hint was obvious.
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Norton’s expression soured. “I’ll send Leif to fetch you.”
“Alright.”
Leif appeared promptly. He was just about to greet her when Yvonne interjected, “Leif, good to see you at last!”
She offered him a charming smile.
This smile, however, made Leif slightly uncomfortable. What on earth was she planning today? Her overly friendly demeanor left him feeling somewhat uneasy.
“Mrs…” Leif stood respectfully, ready to speak, but Yvonne interrupted, stepping forward. “Please, just call me
Ms. Jimenez,” she said.
Leif then asked in a hushed tone, “Ms. Jimenez, what would you like me to do?”
Requiem of A Broken Heart
