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 Jack, hurrying

into anger and annoy the two elders. It would not

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

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

a breath. She didn't know whether she should laugh or cry. She understood

wanted to go to the bathroom since earlier but was too embarrassed to mention it to Johnathan and Tracy. He

her

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

sighed. "He is such

She just glanced at him. She didn't care whether the boy was lovely

She had slept beside him for

never agreed to their divorce before, but he suddenly changed

Rachel if she didn't agree. His son was too smart

that his son was waiting for the perfect moment to

Jonathan quietly patted her hand. "Don't worry. We need to take our

speechless and a little angry

to wash his hands. When he emerged from the bathroom, he saw Jack descending down the stairs. He asked casually, "How are things going with

as you

refuse to tell you, or did you not explain

willing to get divorce if you agree,"

Jonathan nodded. He furrowed his eyebrows and said with a cynical smile, "Alright. Well, I

he processed what his father had just said. He

you earlier that before divorcing her, you need to complete

remembered the request and glared at his father. "Can you stop torturing me for once? Why does

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

kept silent for a while. He saw Rachel and Mendes approaching them. He looked at this elegant woman and whispered to his father, "She will never agree. You need

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

about it after dinner. Let's

funny feeling that what she was about to hear wasn't

only five of them. The Fu family

Mendes received special care at the table. The cook had prepared several

was shy and hesitant around strangers, wanting to give

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

hospital. Celia and his nanny always

didn't like being forced or threatened to do anything.

someone spoiled him, he

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