Stuck in you

"Go ahead. We will wait for you," Rachel said and Eric vanished quickly.

Before long, he came back as there were not many patients at noon.

Eric’s hand had properly healed.

After writing a short note requesting for leave, Rachel left the hospital with them. Her temperature had lowered a little.

Eric demonstrated great concern by feeling Rachel’s forehead, when he noticed her gloomy attitude. "Why don’t you get an intravenous drip before we go back?" he asked.

"That’s not necessary at all," answered Rachel. "I will be fine as long as I take some medicine."

Eric looked at Rachel with amusement and abruptly burst into laughter. "Turns out a doctor will get a fever too," he joked.

Rachel pursed her lips and leaned her head against the window without a word.

Lucas, who was driving, narrowed his eyes.

"Cover her with that blanket," he told Eric.

'What a considerate man!' thought Eric. It was at this point that he noticed that Lucas had brought a blanket specifically for Rachel to cover herself from the cold breeze.

He leaned over and whispered to Rachel, "Why is Lucas so nice to you?"

Rachel's heart missed a beat. She lifted her foot and stepped hard on his.

"Ouch!" shouted Eric in pain.

Lucas felt amused

and shook his head slightly.

They arrived at Rachel’s residence very quickly because the traffic was not very heavy.

As they all got out of the car, Rachel was a little shocked to see a sleek, black Land Rover packed in the garage.

"Why does this car seem familiar?" blurted Eric after following Rachel’s gaze. He blinked in confusion.

Rachel ignored him and slightly pursed her dry lips.

Lucas followed Rachel’s gaze, unaware that the car belonged to Jack. "Did you buy a new car?" he asked with a grin on his face.

"Of course not," Rachel answered.

She looked away from Lucas and intuitively directed her gaze upstairs.

She wondered why the car was in her garage. Had Jack come to her house again?

not want to set her eyes upon the man because he was

more,

"Go upstairs," Lucas said.

must have a guest. Although he was oblivious of whom the guest was, he could tell Rachel didn't like

enter Rachel's house at will? Lucas

still in confusion and wondered why this car looked

Jack came visiting because the

used her

house, for apparently

and looked around the house

did Jack pack his car in my garage when he himself wasn't here?'

on to lower her temperature. After some time, she

stay any longer and hence he left. Eric, though, stayed on and

give Rachel her pills. He also reminded

her temperature had lowered significantly, Lucas was still worried about her. Hence he asked Eric to take good care

his cousin so intensely. He was out rightly suspicious

you have feelings for Rachel?" Eric asked Lucas as he walked

fell to the floor. After wearing his shoes, he looked up with a cool demeanor. "What do you think?" Eric was completely speechless for a

go now. Kindly take care of Rachel." "She is my cousin, you don’t have

heartfelt gratitude for taking care of

it was clear that

of attention to anyone who had

that was between Jack and

was hell bent to make sure he was a man that he would approve. He would not allow a man like Jack to be near his cousin. However, he was

her parents died, Eric felt that he had a responsibility to take care of her. He had thought about this for quite some time

way round. Rachel was the one taking care of

and when she woke up, Eric had stepped out

still out,

the living room. Eric had left her a message in a

to play her video game as

playing intelligently, and Rachel carefully

She was pale, had an antipyretic sticker on her forehead and was completely engrossed in the computer

you unwell?"

and then frowned when she saw Jack's tall

changed his shoes before he came in,

asked Rachel as she paused

had come

he noticed a lady’s coat on the back seat. For a moment, he thought of asking someone to bring

left Rachel at the hotel last night, his plan was to

called him before he could call Rachel, and

thoroughly embarrassed, but he

all about Rachel. He could not