Stuck in you

"It's up to you. If you could perhaps think of a better idea, then I am more than happy to oblige," said Rachel, pursing her lips.

If he would just make Celine pregnant, that would put a full stop to their wedding. Anything that would make their separation quicker was fine by her.

As far as she was concerned, he could do as he pleased. He was free to cross all the limits.

"Okay," Jack nodded.

Rachel held Mendes in her arms and got out of the car. While carrying him, she realized he was quite a fat boy.

As soon as she stepped out of the car, she was overcome by fatigue. Pleadingly, she looked at the boy and asked, "Mendes, can you walk please?"

"Okay," he replied obediently.

Jack drove the car slowly backward, turned around and drove away. Mendes blinked and withdrew his sight from Jack's car. His gaze was now on Rachel. With utter confusion, he asked, "Rachel, are you getting divorced with that uncle?"

Rachel was surprised. She smiled and poked his little face. "Yes."

But Mendes seemed a little perturbed by her answer. "What about your baby? Don't you want it?"

"My baby?" Rachel was embarrassed. "We don't have a baby."

"You don't have a baby? Where is the baby then?"

She didn't expect this kid to be so curious. Even though he was a child, there was something adult-like about his queries. Rachel couldn't tell him the truth. Hence she wracked her mind for a lie to cover it up. "It hasn't come yet," she said, not meeting Mendes' eyes.

Right when Rachel was consumed in this awkward situation, Lea came and began to wave her hands in order to catch Rachel's attention. Leaving the taxi, she was now striding towards them. Rachel let out a sigh of relief, knowing she wouldn't have to fill Mendes with more lies.

Jack was very serious about what he said and was still contemplating it. After all, it seemed like the only way to get rid of the tangle they were in.

In the beginning, his intention was to get a divorce in a simpler way.

There was no point in making unnecessary trouble. He didn't want to be with Rachel for another year.

If there was anyone Jack respected, then it was his father. He would do nothing that would bring disappointment on his face. So he tried his best to do what his father asked him to do.

As for the requirement he mentioned, Jack could not accept it.

In their opinion, the reason why he opposed to the idea was because of Celine. But Jack didn't think so.

Subconsciously, the first emotion he felt was awkwardness when his father asked him to live with Rachel. The whole thing sounded absurd.

He had been a playboy and was seldom bothered by women. But this time, for the first time, a woman made him embarrassed.

more Jack thought about it, the funnier it felt. The mockery on his face

He turned the steering wheel quickly, returning from his

green belt. All of a sudden, it crashed into

skidded sideways,

windshield was broken into a spider web as the car jolted dramatically. The airbag

shock. All of a sudden, something sticky and

stopped one after another. All of them were trying to decipher how brutally

rushed to the hospital as soon as they received the message from Jack. After inquiring from the receptionist, they were given Jack's ward number. He was sitting with

okay now but had three stitches on his forehead. However, his

in a wheelchair as his ankle was a

immediately. He'd rather cut his feet

the sprain, it was very inconvenient for him to walk. With every move he took, a

to come over. Marcus

"How did this happen?"

replied without

accident but how?" Unintentionally, Michael looked him up and

said with a smile, "Thank God, you're

mood to talk to him, Jack

was more conscientious. He frowned and asked worriedly, "Are you okay now? Is there any

other injury on his body except for the wound

out of the car with the help of the traffic police. As he dragged himself out of the car, his forehead bled profusely.

grabbed to stop the bleeding had turned black. The sight inspired fear in everyone's heart. People were whispering amongst themselves, trying

able to calmly communicate with the

they would have assumed the Jeep driver had been the

for people to decipher what he was saying.

stuttered, "A-are you all right? You are bleeding profusely.

sour mood. In the mirror, he glanced

sight was quite daunting. Internally, he was as shocked as everyone else. But he was very good at hiding his true emotions. He

as he got in the ambulance and arrived

right. It was a miracle to be still alive. If he wasn't lucky, he would have been squashed

forever!' he thought and creases of a frown appeared

these two with him made him happy. He said calmly, "My feet hurts. Give me a hand since

though physically he wasn't badly injured, his mental health had been harmed. He felt powerless in his heart. The fear that had crept into his heart while the car collided was still

he was going to die

them stretched out their hands to hold him. After a pause, Jack accepted their help to walk to the elevator. It was much

for him to walk fast, they both walked at a snail's

wincing. "What happened?

It is no big deal," Jack replied, not

what he knew, Jack was