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."

eyes and took a deep breath. "Don't you think it's

nodded seriously,

his pen, leaned back, and said after

man said, "If I were you, I would

sure that when Rachel sees this

kept his poker

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

The old man made such a strong gesture as

spending five years in vain? Think about it. You should compensate her for a year. Then you can be free." Having said that, Jonathan stood

never known his father to be so talkative before. His father would make quite

could continue to fight well for the business for

gave him a headache. He felt as if there was a big cake in front of him, which had tempted

could take another road to reach his prize, but he hadn't been able to find the way. He couldn't resist the temptation for much

in Jack's mind. He had presented

up to Jack whether to fall for it

really

and leaned back, lost in

'A

who really loves

a woman who really loves me?' Jack didn't understand why his father had

the one he would marry in the end, but he would certainly

never loved Rachel at all. How

What a joke!

give him, he wouldn't get from Rachel. But he didn't know that this would

from her illness. In that month alone, she took more days off work than she

came to her. They were all relieved to see that

for leave, but in the past month,

her attitude towards Rachel changed a lot. The sense of alienation she had felt before faded away. It felt like there wasn't

other people had left, Mindy whispered to Rachel,

She thought for a moment, and asked, "What do

in the air. She then showed her

smile, "No. You're

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

and said, "Eric got hurt. You were almost kidnapped. Then you got sick. How often does that happen to a person? Too many bad things happened in just one

whether you believe it or not,

"Pray?"