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.

mockery on his face didn't last long and the dream he had last night flashed through his

shrill whistling sound. An oncoming Jeep passed him. He turned the steering wheel quickly, returning from his reverie. With his eyes wide open, he

had a narrow escape from the Jeep. The front part of the car turned into a green belt. All of a sudden, it crashed into a pillar. With a loud thud, the engine

and skidded sideways, stepping on the

jolted dramatically. The airbag popped out from the

sticky and warm dropped down along the corner of his eye

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

and Marcus 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

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

doctor advised him to sit in a

the doctor's suggestion was refused by Jack immediately. He'd rather cut his feet than sit in a wheelchair. The idea

the sprain, it was very inconvenient for him to walk.

asking him to come over. Marcus was with Michael at

"How did this happen?"

accident," Jack replied without bothering to

him up

the shoulder and said with a smile, "Thank God, you're all right. I

in the mood to talk to him, Jack rolled his eyes at

worriedly, "Are you okay now? Is there

other injury on his body except for the wound on his forehead and the

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

shock. The tissue which Jack had grabbed to stop the bleeding had turned black. The

to calmly communicate with the traffic police and describe

someone saw, they would have assumed the Jeep driver had been the injured

that it was hard for people to decipher what he was

"A-are you all right? You are bleeding

put him in a sour mood. In the mirror, he glanced at his own

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

the calmer he pretended. As soon as he got in the ambulance and arrived at

car's condition. He had to admit that what Michael said was right. It was a miracle to be

and

happy. He said calmly, "My feet hurts. Give me a hand since

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

a moment, Jack thought he was going to die

he said so, both of them stretched out their hands to hold him. After a pause, Jack accepted their help to walk to the elevator. It was much better than sitting

for him to walk fast, they both walked at

wincing. "What happened? Both your legs

It is no big deal," Jack replied, not wanting to

he knew, Jack was a careful driver. He wasn't someone who