bChapter /bb136 /b

bRachel /bendured the pain in her stomach and reflexively clenched her jaw.

Everyone knew that the stomach was most affected by your emotions. People prone to anger bor /bsadness were often the ones who suffered most in this regard.

That was bexactly /bhow she felt now.

bHer /bfingers trembled slightly as they tapped on the keyboard.

b[/bI’m not feeling well/Let her handle it herself.]

William replied:

[She’s on an IV drip right now. It’s inconvenient. By the time she finishes cross–checking the data, it’ll be way toote. You’re a senior employee. This kind of thing shouldn’t be a big deal for you.

Rachel smiled bitterly. She finally understood the phrase ‘the squeaky wheel gets the grease‘.

She was the kind of person who didn’t know how to cry. Even when she did, she’d pretend she was fine. Naturally, William assumed she was made of steel and that she could handle anything

She sent another message to try to make it clear.

[I’m seriously not feeling well. My stomach really hurts.]

[Didn’t someone already bring you dinner? Why would your stomach still hurt?]

At that, Rachel suddenly lost all desire to argue. She sent him a short reply.

[Got it.]

William didn’t respond again.

Rachel didn’t have it in her to keep working either. All she could do was microwave the meal William had sent.

After eating, the pain in her stomach didn’t go away. In fact, it got worse.

She clenched her jaw and pushed through thest of the dataparisons.

Cecilia walked over and noticed how pale Rachel looked.

“Rachel, what’s wrong? Is it your stomach again?”

b“/bI’m fine. I just need to rest.”

Rachel tried to move, but it felt like she had been stabbed in the stomach. She couldn’t even stand. Sweat formed on her

forehead.

Cecilia could tell it was serious. “We’re going to the hospital.”

As they headed to the ER, Cecilia grabbed Rachel’s phone, nning to message William. But as she unlocked the screen, she happened to see a message from Samantha.

[Sorry, Rachel. I feel bad you had to cover for me tonight. William’s still here with me at the hospital. I told him to go help you, but he said he didn’t feel safe leaving me here alone.]

Cecilia nearly lost her temper.

Samantha is seriously the worst. She even had the nerve to send you that disgusting message? She’s doing it on purpose to get under your skin.

“And what is wrong with William? His wife is in pain and he doesn’t care, but he’s off fawning over his useless ex?b” /b

Rachel understood clearly. Of course William didn’t have time for her. Right nowb, /ball his attention was on Samanthab. /bTo the Lewis familyb, /btheir future heir mattered more than anything.

Rachel forced a weak smile. “bIt’s /bfine. I’ve always had stomach issues. It’s not their fault.”

Cecilia looked at Rachel’s trembling lips and felt a pang bof /bsorrow for her. b“/bYou’re too nice. They’re walking all over you and you still won’t bsay /bba /bword.”

What could Rachel even say?

She’d been angry. She’d been heartbroken. Ever since she found out Samantha was pregnant, she knew things were truly over between her and William.

She was leaving this ce soon anyway. There was no point fighting over this now.

As Cecilia helped Rachel into the hospital, they passed by a private ward. Out of the corner of her eye, Rachel spotted a familiar figure.

It was William.

He was seated by Samantha’s bed, peeling an apple and gently feeding her slices. He was very careful and considerate.

Samantha beamed at him. Her face glowed with happiness. “William, have one too.”

“You go ahead. I’m not hungry,” he replied with an affectionate look in his eyes.