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.

The mockery on his face didn't last long and the dream he

Jeep passed him. He turned the steering wheel quickly, returning from his reverie. With

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

lost control and skidded sideways, stepping on

web as the car jolted dramatically. The airbag popped out from the car and

of a sudden, something sticky and warm

passers-by and cars stopped one after another. All of them were trying to decipher how brutally

received the message from Jack. After inquiring from the receptionist,

but had three stitches on his forehead. However, his car

sit in a wheelchair as his

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

very inconvenient for him to walk. With every

phone and rang Michael, asking him to come

"How did this happen?"

accident," Jack replied without bothering

him up

a smile, "Thank God, you're all right. I am glad you are still

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

He frowned and asked worriedly, "Are you okay now?

except for the wound on his forehead

the traffic police. As he dragged himself out of

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

with the traffic police and describe the

have assumed the Jeep driver had been

so much that it was hard for people to decipher

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

a sour mood. In the mirror, he

was as shocked as everyone else. But he was very good at hiding his

more scared he felt, the calmer he pretended. As soon as he got in the ambulance and arrived at the hospital, he found that his legs were nearly

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

he thought and creases of a frown

made him happy. He said calmly, "My feet

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 lingering

moment, Jack thought he was going

a pause, Jack accepted their help to walk to the elevator. It was much better

for him to walk fast, they both walked at

frowned seeing how badly Jack was wincing. "What happened?

is no big deal," Jack replied, not wanting to dwell more on

exclaimed in disbelief. From what he knew, Jack was a careful driver. He wasn't someone who would