Stuck in you

Jack raised an eyebrow as he looked at Rachel. Was she threatening him?

Seeing his expression, Rachel realized that Jack had misunderstood her. She didn't intend to threaten him. She just wanted to remind him. Besides, he wasn't the kind of person that one could easily threaten.

However, she was confident that Jack would take her up on her offer. She had a bargaining chip ready. "I can help you. You and Celine can be together. If you ever need me in the future, I can put in a good word for her with your family.

I believe that if I put in a good word for Celine, it will be easier for her to eventually marry into the Fu family."

A slight frown formed on Jack's face. He knew how his family liked Rachel. He had stayed married for the past five years because he hadn't come up with the perfect reason to end the marriage—a reason that would drive Rachel to file for divorce herself and avoid hurting his parents at the same time.

Seeing the subtle change in Jack's expression, Rachel knew that they were about to reach an agreement.

Jack seldom showed emotion. It was not easy to elicit a visual response from him.

In the silence, Rachel looked at Eric and saw his badly-beaten face. He had suffered a loss today, and she wondered if this had finally enlightened him. The thought that Celine could manipulate her brother angered Rachel deeply.

"Why are you still here?" she asked coldly.

Eric hadn't expected Rachel to address him so suddenly. He was stunned for a moment, but then he understood what she meant. He stood up, looked at Jack and asked, "Are you done talking?"

"I think Mr. Fu might need some time to think things through. We're leaving now," Rachel announced.

Without saying goodbye, she grabbed Eric and away they went.

Rachel did not let go of Eric's hand until they had left the room. The whole time, she had a blank expression on her face. He was confused, but upon seeing her face, he decided that it was wiser to keep quiet.

When the two reached Rachel's car, she wordlessly opened the driver's side door, got in, adjusted her seatbelt, and started the car all within seconds.

It was not until she had held on to the steering wheel with both hands that Eric snapped out of his daze. He quickly raised his hand and rapped on the passenger's side window. Rachel glanced at him coldly. With a pitiful look, he said, "Aren't you going to give me a ride?"

"Did I tell you not to get in?"

Her answer felt like amnesty for him. Relieved, he opened the door and got into the car. Rachel did not start the car until he had secured his seatbelt.

Finally, she started driving. It grew uncomfortably quiet, and for some reason, it felt as though it had gotten colder and colder in that cramped space.

Rachel remained quiet, but Eric glanced at her from time to time.

suddenly erupt. Although she didn't say a thing, there was something in there that made him feel as though he

eyes fixed on the road, and she drove the car smoothly. Beside her, Eric sat still like a turtle with its head inside in its shell. He did not dare make a single comment or ask her where they

out and noticed that they had stopped in the hospital's parking lot. Seeing that Rachel was

terrified now. It would have been better

his best to protect his pride. This time, however, he shed his armor and surrendered. "Rachel, I'm sorry. I know it's my

you?" Rachel burst out laughing and reached out to touch Eric's face. He recoiled out of reflex, but when

had been hit. Her fingers were cool and slightly sticky to the touch. Tracing the edges of a red and swollen area, she was able to make out the

Eric felt a

worried about him, he quickly shook his head.

widened. Immediately, she pressed down on the spot harder and asked, "How about

pitched scream echoed in the empty parking

That hurts!"

a cold smile, she said, "Don't worry. Just continue messing

made Eric gasp. Then, intrigued by her comment, he asked curiously, "Why is

bruise

Be gentle,

going to die. I might as well take advantage of your remaining days

Eric's face, the latter dashed into the nearest restroom. He had to check how much damage

had used to fix Eric up and climbed out of the car. After closing the door, she turned around to see Eric coming out of the restroom,

only been one handprint on his face. Now, his face had yellow and red marks on it as if someone had beaten him up a

the shoulder. "Don't be depressed. It's not that I've applied too much ointment. It must be because you were already

asked as he looked at her

slight smile that quickly disappeared. "There won't be a third time, Eric. I can assure you that the next time this happens,

of the ferocity of

to make sense of things. "He won't

you being stupid right now, or were you just born stupid?

events taught you a lesson? Don't you have any idea as to what kind

me,"

you'll do whatever she asks you? Okay, if I tell you right now to jump off a building, will you

by Rachel's response. He said,

a deep breath to help ease her anxiety. She knew that her anger was affecting the way she

taking advantage of Eric. He was a jerk sometimes, but he was

with Celine again, Jack would end