Stuck in you

Pursing her lips, Rachel didn't want to have anything to do with Jack, especially when it would compromise her safety.

However, things were out of her control and this made her depressed. "We have to think of a solution, right? Can you guarantee my safety if he sends someone to follow me again? I don't think paying attention is enough."

Jack and Michael fell silent. What Rachel said was right. They didn't know Hiram that well. But there was one thing they were sure of—Hiram was so narrow-minded that he would do anything to retaliate.

For now, Jack was able to temporarily solve the problem, for Hiram couldn't stop him from leaving. However, before he left, Hiram had said, "Mrs. Fu looks very interesting. If you have time, let's have tea together. Don't forget to bring her with you."

What Hiram said alerted Jack. He knew that there was an underlying meaning beneath those words. He just couldn't point out what exactly they meant. Were they a threat or a mock?

Since Jack felt that there was a meaning behind Hiram's words, he thought it would be better to warn Rachel. But her question made him think.

After a while, he offered, "I'll arrange two bodyguards to go with you."

Controlling herself not to rub her forehead, she refused at once. "There's no need for bodyguards. Just find out the root of the trouble and solve it. If that happens, I will be grateful."

"Okay," Jack flatly replied.

Then, Jack drove Rachel home. After she got out of the car, Michael transferred to the passenger seat. He thoughtfully said, "Hiram should not dare lay his hands on Rachel in public."

"We really need to be alert. What if that guy hires someone to do his dirty deed?"

Teasing Jack, Michael replied smilingly, "Since you're worried, why don't you protect her yourself?"

Jack glanced at him coldly. But Michael wasn't afraid of him. Urging Jack, Michael continued, "She is your wife. If anything happens to her, what will you tell your father?"

"I'll arrange for more bodyguards to protect her."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! How can you be so ruthless! Would you sit still if it was Celine being threatened like this?"

With eyes flashing, Jack impatiently said, "They're different."

With that answer, Michael kept silent for a while. Then, curling his lips, he suddenly uttered, "I really don't know what's so good about Celine. Rachel is far better than her."

Before, he occasionally expressed his opinion of her. But lately, Michael complained a

and the other being his woman, Jack was now in a dilemma on how

a little willful

if there were more shortcomings on the part of that woman, Jack couldn't see them.

eyes. He felt his heart being stabbed several times. The speed

gradually became cold. "How did

about it would think it was unbelievable since it

want this to be

he would

because of his love for Celine, he couldn't bear anyone else knowing this

everyone that he was unable to deal with his

knew anything about the intimate affairs between him and Celine.

you know?" Jack questioned him. He knew in his heart that it was just between him and Celine. And, he never

obvious. It was right in

that he had

slowed down and finally stopped. He was

Jack, on the other hand, was so angry. Michael could see it in his cold narrowed eyes

me, where did

told others about their private matters. But Michael was confused with Jack's sudden change that he

your relationship with Celine anymore. Okay? There's no need

Jack said, "Look, I don't blame you at all. I just want to know where

he meant, Michael thought for a while. Then, hesitatingly, he asked, "Are you

would spread anything about their sex life? He gave so much importance to their privacy, but

did I hear it?' Judging from Jack's expression, Michael learned that he didn't know people already knew it a long

love of his life, Jack lived a monk's life,

thought. Women always competed with each

his legs, Michael sighed and explained, "My last girlfriend told me that. Many women know this. And, Celine is very proud of

darkening even more, Jack curled his lips in mockery

falling rain splashing on the windshield, Michael pursed his lips. "I really don't think Celine is a good woman. She's so troublesome. I think you better end

a gloomy face, Jack leaned on the back of his seat and said, "I