Stuck in you

Jack's face darkened.

Mendes lifted his head, his face giving away his bewildered expression.

Jonathan caught his dazzled look and smiled, touching Mendes' head. "It's okay. Just eat your food," he coaxed him.

"Okay," Mendes answered.

After dinner, Jonathan asked Rachel to go to his study alone.

Taking advantage of the moment, Tracy hurriedly rushed to her son. Full of nerves, she whispered, "Will You Divorce Rachel?"

Her words quickly pierced through Jack's ears giving him a headache in the process. He rubbed his forehead trying to soothe the slight pain and indifferently answered, "It all depends on her."

Tracy was now getting a little angry and nervously said, "You two get along well with each other for so many years. Why do you want a divorce? Is it because... she forced you?"

Tracy was actually referring to Celine. In fact, she was afraid that her son would claim that he had gotten Celine pregnant.

She knew deep down her heart she didn't have a liking for Celine. 'What if she got pregnant?' Tracy thought to herself.

Her husband like children so much. She thought maybe Jonathan would accept Celine if she was pregnant.

"Jack... Don't tell me that woman..." she stammered.

"Mom, you are thinking too much." Jack knew exactly what his mother wanted to say just by glancing at her as he had gotten really great at reading her face over the years.

"Whether I divorce Rachel or not has nothing to do with Celine, alright? Which couple in the world is like us?" he mocked.

He and Rachel couldn't be counted as a real couple.

For them, it seemed they had made a massive mistake in getting married five years ago. The best solution was to get separated from each other now.

To be honest, he had come to the conclusion that he couldn't afford another five years.

After finishing his dinner, Mendes went to the living room and turned the television to his favorite cartoon. Tracy looked at his little figure and hesitantly asked, "Is this boy really Rachel's friend's?"

"Oh, so do you really think that Rachel is his mother?" Jack asked as he tried to comprehend what his mother was trying to mean.

Tracy held her head low as it turned red with embarrassment. She hesitated for a while as she was unable to get an answer to her son's question.

Jack sighed, "Mom, you are thinking too much."

Though he and Rachel had seldom met each other, she didn't have the time to get pregnant and give birth to a boy.

Besides, he knew Rachel was not the kind of person to have an illegitimate child.

if I do not end up marrying

felt guilty when

Rachel as my sister?' he thought to himself. When he finally digested these words, Jack felt very

engagement party popped up in his head. The moment she

Jack couldn't explain what he

feelings at that time. Rachel and

for such a while. They seemed natural as they finished their chat

his father had mentioned anything to her in

come here. But he felt like

past where he was stood, he stepped forward, grabbed her arm and pulled her outside. "What are you doing?" she asked as

and

"Again!?" she exclaimed.

the French windows to get some privacy. Jack couldn't hold his temper any

implying to and nodded her head without saying anything. In fact, she

Jack had

care whether she would

As she said earlier,

cared

really agreed, but he had some strings

know how to respond

him in a

surprise and his mouth twitching, Jack asked, "Did you

"No," she answered.

breathe of relief and

stared at him for a while as she was in deep thought. She

eyebrows trying to understand what she was

we should stay together for a

smirk on his face, Jack asked, "Why should I consider that at

want to shorten one

this to me?" Jack protested as he

at him. She asked him with

do you know

said calmly. "I am just expressing my stand. It's up to you whether you want to follow his

after staying with him for

whether she really lived in the same house as Jack as per the

He was free to sleep in another woman's place as long

was so hesitant

asked. "Don't you think it's a

fair deal?' When he heard these words, Jack almost raised his hand to touch his forehead in frustration. "Don't you think there is a trap in it?" he asked. "Do you think

head. She really couldn't figure out