Stuck in you

"I wouldn't even care if the woman was a street cleaner. I just want you to find someone who really loves you," Jonathan said.

After a thoughtful moment of silence, Jack said, "Father, most street cleaners are over forty years old nowadays..."

When his father heard that, he almost spat the tea out of his mouth. After clearing his throat, he said sullenly, "That's not the point!"

"Then... since you already agreed on our divorce, why should I spend a year with Rachel?"

Instead of answering him directly, Jonathan stood up and walked over to the desk. He fished through the drawer until he found a certain piece of paper, which he took out and put it in front of Jack.

The title at the top of the page, which was in bold, caught Jack's attention. He looked at the divorce agreement and his fingers tightened.

Jonathan sat down again, and said, "You should sign this agreement first. I'll prepare another one for Rachel and let her sign it later."

He placed a pen in front of Jack, but the latter was in no hurry to sign. He was carefully reading through the contents of the agreement.

There was nothing unusual in it. Jack didn't care about the money or the property that they would compensate Rachel with. He read through the provisions of the agreement, one after another.

He finally found something in the document that made him raise his eyebrows. There was no date on which the agreement would take effect.

But that was exactly what his father wanted.

Jack said, "The agreement has no date to say when it will take effect."

With a smile on his face, the old man said, "It will come into force exactly one year after you sign your name."

Squinting at his father, Jack said, "Why should we wait until a year later?"

"Didn't I tell you? I have a request."

Jack nodded, and said, "Tell me."

"For the next year, I want you to live with Rachel and take good care of her. Even if you are despised and abused by her, you can't lose your temper at her, scold her, or move out."

Jack got angrier with every word his father said. What the hell was the crazy idea behind this? He would be forced to live with Rachel before the divorce!

"Oh, yes. Additionally, you can't be involved with any woman except Rachel!" Jonathan added smilingly.

Jack's mouth was twitching with disbelief. He replied coldly, "Are you kidding me?"

"No, I'm not kidding. Seriously, if you can agree to this, I'll have the document sent to Rachel for her signature."

"Don't you think it's a ridiculous

old man nodded seriously, and

leaned back, and said after a

by his son's reluctance, the old man said, "If I were you, I would quickly agree to this proposal. Anyway, it's not such a big

that when Rachel sees this

kept

trying to persuade him. "Besides, do you really feel wronged? I don't think it's a big deal. You owe her a lot. A young girl just twenty years of age blundered into this loveless marriage with you. You are having fun with your woman, and she never even

most valuable thing a woman has? Youth! Her youth!" The old man made such a strong gesture as he emphasized his

youth is! How can you compensate her for spending five years in vain? Think about it. You should compensate her for a year. Then you can

words. He had never known his father

for the business for more

there was a big cake in front of him, which

he hadn't been able to find the way. He couldn't resist

in Jack's mind. He had presented this cake to Jack, and set a

up to Jack whether

really

eyes and leaned

'A

really

woman who really loves me?' Jack didn't understand why

wouldn't be the one he would marry in the end,

all. How could he suddenly

What a joke!

couldn't give him, he wouldn't get from Rachel. But

that month alone, she took more days

when she returned to the hospital, her colleagues came to her. They were all relieved to see

the

an apartment for Eric and got an expensive gift in return, her attitude towards Rachel changed a lot. The sense of alienation she had

left, Mindy whispered to Rachel, "Dr. Shen, have you touched

evil? She thought for a moment, and asked, "What do you

her eyes and pointed her fingers in the air. She then showed her the

smile, "No. You're imagining too much. I don't believe in that

to you. It's not about whether you believe it or not. Look at what you've been through this

How often does that happen to a person? Too many bad things happened in just

it or not,

"Pray?"