Stuck in you

Rachel was speechless. She hesitated for a second before letting him hold the boy.

"Which ward?"

"Please come with me. Mendes, you should thank him!"

The boy cradled in Jack's arms looked at him timidly. "Thank you," he murmured, licking his sticky hand.

Weighing the baby in his arms, Jack stole a glance at Rachel. They walked together in silence to the ward. Putting the baby down, Jack inwardly sighed, 'I think it's time for him to lose weight.'

The three were now the focal point of others present in the ward.

Their eyes brimmed with curiosity, especially focused on Jack

Sitting on the bed, Mendes was quiet. Rachel went to the bathroom and got a towel dampening it with some water. Then she began to clean his hand.

Jack quietly observed from the side of the bed.

Mendes glanced furtively at the man standing beside his bed. Rolling his eyes, he got closer to Rachel and pouted his lips complaining, "Rachel, my arm hurts!"

He gestured towards his broken left arm. After wiping his hand, Rachel checked his temperature. She talked to him in a low voice, trying to console him. By the time she turned around, Jack was nowhere to be seen in the ward.

Could it really be a mere coincidence? Had he come to visit someone in the hospital and happened to see her giving Mendes an injection?

Rachel patted Mendes' cheek, comforting him. "Please stay here, Mendes. Your sister will arrive soon."

After hearing news of Celia's arrival, Mendes did not know what to do. He pulled at Rachel's sleeve, whispering, "Please do not let my sister feed me carrots. Please?"

Rachel held back her laughter. "Okay. I will tell her. I have to work now. I'll see you tomorrow."

As soon as she stood up, Mendes quickly grabbed her. "Rachel!"

"What?" Rachel turned around. "When will my parents come and pick me up?" he questioned.

Rachel's expression softened. "They will be here in two days," she said, touching his soft hair.

Mendes looked down, clearly

exiting the ward, Rachel saw Jack. She realized he had only

stood waiting. As soon as Jack hung up the phone,

the chance to say anything, Jack asked, "Is it time

hands in her pocket. "What

hadn't understood what she had said. "I'll take you back," he stated,

a look at the crowd around her, Rachel gestured to Jack to follow her. "We need to talk in

as they found a remote corner, Rachel turned around and eyed

meters in height, Jack was taller than most men. He towered over Rachel, who felt

chance to thank you for what happened

wanted to know why she had

that way, and

mild-mannered personality to make up for alienating herself from others. But, Jack just used the same way to deal with

"You don't have to drive me back. Just arrange two bodyguards to come get me as

repeating what I told you this morning," Jack interrupted. "If something happens to you, I will not be able to explain it to my father. Hiram did what he did because he

attitude made Rachel want to choke. She wanted desperately to tell him to

been at arm's length. But now Rachel felt like she needed to have a talk with

had never been good at socializing. She was polite to patients and friends. But she didn't want

couldn't figure out whether he was a friend or a stranger. If not for the weird relationship they had, Rachel could simply

approach the subject with caution. If she was too blunt about it, Jack's ego

occurred to Rachel that

I'm not happy. I don't have the

have been staying together for a

Jack retorted, his smile fading. "Come.

didn't budge. "Did you not understand what I just

look at

not kidding. We seem to have been in each other's way

turned menacing. "Don't you think too much, Rachel? Why

husband and wife. Isn't it normal for us to keep in

shocked by his thick skin. When did he become so

other, their expressions locked. Rachel's face remained blank until

a lot of crap to say. Do you want to leave or not?" Jack asked coldly, squinting at her. "If you don't go, I will talk