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.

sped past

that the child would suddenly burst into anger and annoy the two elders. It would not make a good

on the sofa. But something seemed to bother him. His little eyes caught hers and

sofa and ran towards her direction. Rachel laughed as his little legs glided across the floor. The boy cried in glee. "Rachel! I

breath. She didn't know whether she should laugh or cry. She understood the embarrassed situation the

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

and lowered his head. Jonathan was amused by his innocent look. "It's alright, young man.

Rachel took the boy away, he sighed. "He is such

to say. She just glanced at him. She didn't care whether the boy was lovely or not. He was someone

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

their divorce before, but he suddenly changed

persuade Rachel if she didn't agree. His son was too smart to feel something wrong, but remained quiet

for the

patted her

and a little angry by what he

from the bathroom, he saw Jack descending down the stairs. He asked casually,

said that as long as you agreed, she

do you mean by that? Did she refuse to tell you, or did you not explain to

shrugged. "She just said she's willing to get divorce if you

and said with a

moment. His face darkened after he processed what his

you earlier that before divorcing her, you need to complete

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

smiled, "Either you stay together or accept my request, Jack. You, out of all people, should know that nothing comes for free

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

last sentence and gaped with her mouth wide open. She turned to Johnathan, frowning.

can about it after dinner.

had a funny feeling that what she was about to hear

them. The Fu family hadn't felt

table. The cook had prepared several of his favorite

because he was shy

eat. He wasn't picky at all. He ate whatever Johnathan handed over to

was in the hospital. Celia and his nanny always had

the contrary, Rachel found that Mendes didn't like being forced or threatened to do anything. He preferred to be approached

he

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