Stuck in you

What Jack said made Rachel red with rage, as if somebody had slapped her. Both of them hung up at the same time.

She took a deep breath trying to calm down, but instead let out a forced laughter. 'What is wrong with me? Why should I get involved in this sort of thing in the first place?

This is insane!' she thought.

After all she had done for him, his mistress felt wronged and he immediately called her to lash at her. Rachel regretted offering to help him.

Her sullen mood made her want to just doze off. She was about to lift the quilt when her phone lit up, breaking the darkness in her lonely room.

The sound of the unending vibration and the sight of a familiar phone number made Rachel's heart beat faster. She slid the screen and answered the call.

From the other end of the line, a gentle voice she hadn't heard for so long filled in the silence of the night. "Rachel, were you asleep?"

As if the sound of his voice put her in a daze, Rachel blinked her eyes twice to make sure she wasn't dreaming. "Not yet," she quickly replied.

"That's great. I was afraid I'd woken you up." His gentle voice hinted of listlessness. "It's three o'clock in the afternoon here. I just got off work."

"You sound really busy," Rachel remarked, noticing the tiredness in his tone. "Please take care and get some rest."

He chuckled, "I'm fine. I had a surgery today, that's why I'm a little tired.

By the way, I will be back in a week."

Rachel's eyes widened. "Really?"

"Hmm." The joy and surprise in Rachel's voice lighted him up, as if all fatigue in his body had suddenly escaped. "Give me one more week."

Devoid of any emotion, Jack instructed his secretary to buy an air ticket for him as soon as possible so he could go and check on Celine. He had been calling her repeatedly, but her phone was off.

He closed his eyes as his fist clenched around his phone.

Cooling down, he once again rang his secretary to take his order back. "Forget it. Don't book the ticket. The schedule is still arranged as usual."

The calmness in his tone surprised even Austin Lin, his secretary. "Have you already...?" Austin Lin started but soon trailed off. After all, this was Jack's private matter.

"I'll call off the air ticket now."

rubbed the crease between his eyebrows. "Is it true that I often

know how to respond to his boss's

been like this lately?

while, trying to weigh in his words and how dangerous the topic could get. "Mr.

"Go ahead."

you been having quarrels

anger lately, and he would inevitably bring his anger

having such fights for the past six

his balance while on the height of these thoughts, he pounded the handrail of the stairs with his fist, careful not to make any sound that Austin might hear from the other side of the line. After seconds of silence, Jack managed to answer in a low voice, "I have brought my personal emotions to

need to apologize,"

lie down and

call. I was

at it closer. She checked the message's log once more

surprised her, she had no idea what he

an apology was totally useless. Rachel always thought that people should always think thrice before

her feel ridiculous. She decided

She would no more interfere with the relationship between Jack and his woman. If he decided to make trouble for Eric, she would find another way

from his four-day business trip, Jack asked the driver to send

the door as soon as she heard someone coming. She

knew that he would call. That night, she didn't want to see him. She didn't want to hear

night, she felt nothing but resentment. She hated Rachel. She couldn't forgive Jack. It was hard for her to believe

a dozen missed calls the next morning, resentment turned into regret, but nobody

She called Jack to apologize, but his indifferent attitude

home, so she decided to wait for

before him, Jack's eyes glittered.

her tears rush down instead. "I can't come?" Her voice

out and held her by her shoulder. "Stop it." He let out a deep breath and continued, "I didn't mean that.

couldn't help but feel his heart ache. He could never

very well. She carefully lowered her attitude and tried pleasing him. She graciously ran into the kitchen to make him a bowl of

hand finally healed a few days after. It was time for him to check out from the hospital. Coincidentally,

on her motherland, she couldn't wait to

dragging her suitcase and

face were enough to catch everyone's attention. She did not care, though, as she was too deep into the

the trunk. After