Stuck in you

Jack's expression changed. Rachel realized she had probably said too much. "Thank you for your detailed answers."

He smiled awkwardly. "You're welcome." After a pause, he looked at her again and tentatively opened his mouth to speak. "You know, Wendy was weak. If you were in her place, I doubt you would've done the same thing."

Rachel scoffed. Was he serious? "What are you talking about? Me?" Rachel didn't know how to reply to what he had just said. Instead, she raised her eyebrows and gave a small smile. "I'm glad that you think so highly of me. But I'm not exactly like Wendy."

He nodded at her remark, still a little worried. Francis' cast was like a warning to him, and he wanted to prevent any further conflict with Rachel.

What he didn't understand was why Rachel didn't want to file for a divorce. He knew that she was not the type to covet wealth or fame.

On the contrary, Rachel disdained fame. However, she had no intention of divorcing.

It was unreasonable for a woman to be sensible when she was out of her mind. But Rachel wouldn't bother doing anything stupid.

However, he couldn't be one hundred percent sure she wouldn't do that, so he tried to sound her out. If she reflected a lot more about the divorce, then he'd come out with a safer option for the both of them.

Realizing that he wasn't going to get the answer he wanted, Jack lowered his voice and said, "I want to ask you something."

Rachel was caught by surprise. She raised her brows for him to continue. "Well? What do you want to ask?"

He glanced at her uncomfortably, his body shifting in hesitance. "What do you think of us getting a divorce?"

Rachel groaned internally, 'Why did he have to mention it again?' On the bright side, it wasn't so serious. She sighed in relief. She thought he would tell her something worse.

Jack always brought this topic up. But her answer was always the same.

"As long as you can persuade Dad, I have no objection."

A gleam flashed across Jack's eyes. "Really? Do you mean it?"

"Yes," she replied curtly.

He thought for a while and nodded in agreement. "Okay, then..."

A knock on the door disturbed their conversation. Jack approached the door to the maid standing outside. She smiled elegantly and gently said, "Mendes is looking for Rachel."

Jack nodded with a smile.

"Okay, I'll tell her."

Rachel glanced at him quizzically. He told her that Mendes was anxiously looking for her.

past Jack,

suddenly burst into anger and annoy the two elders. It would

down, she saw Mendes obediently sitting on the sofa. But something

laughed as his little legs glided across the floor.

she should laugh or cry. She understood the embarrassed situation the boy was in and

take you there," she said. Mendes nodded repeatedly. He had wanted to go to the bathroom since earlier but was too embarrassed to mention it to Johnathan and Tracy. He was so close to pulling his trousers down in front

said to her parents-in-law, "Excuse

and lowered his head. Jonathan was amused by his innocent

he sighed. "He is such a funny and

She didn't care whether the boy was lovely or not. He was someone

fox. She had slept beside him for so many years, and

never agreed to their divorce before, but he suddenly changed his mind. It

His son was too smart

for the perfect moment

his wife's worried face, Jonathan quietly patted her hand. "Don't

time?' Tracy was speechless and a little angry by

he saw Jack

that as long as you agreed, she

that? Did she refuse to tell you, or did you not explain to her

just said she's willing to get divorce if you agree,"

nodded. He furrowed his eyebrows and said with a

face darkened after he processed what his father had just said.

told you earlier that before divorcing her, you need to complete one

you stop torturing me for once? Why does it matter? You promised me that

voice was faintly heard in the distance. Johnathan smiled, "Either you stay together or accept my request,

at this elegant woman and whispered to his father, "She will never agree. You need to be

gaped with her mouth wide open. She turned to Johnathan, frowning. "Dad, do you have something to

about it after dinner.

funny feeling that what she was

five of them. The Fu family hadn't felt the presence of a child for

the table. The cook had prepared several of his

he was shy and hesitant around strangers, wanting to give off a

wasn't picky at all. He

his nanny

forced or threatened to do anything. He preferred

him, he often behaved very

across the table Jack kept glancing at her. She lowered her forehead, not