Stuck in you

"I don't know how much you can tolerate her. But, you know, it's not good for a woman to be too willful."

Jack's eyes turned cold. "What exactly is your point, Rachel? Of all people, I don't need you to teach me how to deal with my woman."

'Oh, good! That's exactly what I want to hear,' Rachel mused.

Smiling, she said, "I need your help, Jack.

I really don't care what you do with your woman. I am concerned with Eric. I just want you to help me intimidate that silly boy."

"I really don't understand what is on your mind. Aren't you afraid that I will do something bad to Eric?" Jack asked jokingly.

Smiling again, Rachel replied, "It doesn't matter. If something happens to him, I will fight you to death." The way she spoke the last line was so slow, and her tone was so low. Anyone who would hear her would feel the chills.

With that, Jack understood that she wasn't kidding.

The cynical smile plastered on his face slowly faded away, and he looked at Rachel thoughtfully.

What kind of person was Rachel? She could grab a bottle and smash it onto her brother's hand. And more importantly, she could bargain with him.

Now, just when he thought that Rachel was going to protect her brother, she asked him to intimidate the poor kid instead.

She knew that Jack was a rational man and would not find fault with Eric for no reason. But when Jack and Celine used Eric in their game of deceit, she couldn't stand it anymore.

Instead of always worrying about Eric getting involved in their affairs, it would be better to take actions now. Jack could set a boundary that would serve as a warning to prevent Eric from crossing the line.

Everyone was afraid of death. And, Eric wasn't an exception. Aside from her previous warnings, Jack's intimidation could help put some pressure on him.

Those could help Eric realize not to engage in a love relationship with Celine.

Meanwhile, Jack could not really figure out why Rachel's line of thinking was like that. Then, the mobile phone on the table vibrated.

After talking to Jack, Rachel stood up and was on her way to her room to sleep. Jack grabbed his phone and casually said, "Will you get me a quilt? I'll sleep here tonight."

Shocked, Rachel looked back, only to see him stood up from the sofa and strode towards the balcony, phone in his hand. He opened the door to the balcony, and a low gentle voice reached her ears.

She clearly saw the impatience on Jack's face when he grabbed his phone from the table.

Perhaps, men had two faces. And, one was specially made for their lovers.

Not wanting to talk with Jack anymore, Rachel proceeded to her room. The place where she lived was their wedding house, and Jack had seldom come here.

Since she was the only occupant, Rachel didn't think it was practical to have two beds in her bedroom.

there were other rooms,

being a king-sized, was big enough

in the middle of the room, Rachel was thinking while holding

she decided

phone call, Jack walked towards

"Jack, would

raised his head and stared at

a smile, Jack loosened his tie while still looking up at Rachel with languid yet sarcastic eyes. "Rachel, I just

thought Rachel was thinking

the quilt in her hands tightly to prevent it from

of his mouth, Jack suddenly took the stairs up

couple of steps back. Seeing her act, Jack

approached her. So, she

Jack's eyes. There was no emotion reflected in her

lips, Jack thought he hadn't seen

Jack leaned over and whispered in Rachel's ear, "Then, is there any problem in

glanced at him, expressionless. Stepping backward again, she answered, "I like sleeping alone. Please, don't mind me.

twitching, Jack had this sudden impulse of putting his

so

shoulder as if she was encouraging him. "I'll let you sleep in my bed tonight, but I have

she went to fetch her pillow. Jack stood stiffly at the edge

himself, 'This woman must be

to the bedroom. If not for the open door, he

way out with her pillow and quilt. Jack couldn't even see

moved his body sideways. She just continued

a while and making sure that it was not a trick, Jack took a deep breath. Then, he

the house,

an air-conditioner installed on the wall. It was still very

began to doubt

a hotel

lips. The room was an exact reflection of Rachel's personality, cold and

quilt placed on the edge of the bed, Jack spread it out. He saw that Rachel didn't even leave him

went out and leaned against the

Even the bed was in order, as if

wondered what

time will

looking up, Rachel replied, "About half past

drop by at around nine o'clock. Remember to organize

her back and