Stuck in you

The Wen family did not let Francis in. He stood outside the door, wearing a crumpled suit which he had not changed in days.

He stood there completely alone. Inside the building was the mourning hall in which Wendy's body was.

This no longer came as a surprise. After having exacted revenge on Cole and indirectly causing Wendy's death, how could he expect the Wen family to treat him kindly?

It was already too kind of them not to have driven him away.

Francis and Wendy had already registered to be married. The Wen family didn't know that until two days prior.

When Vincent found out, he was furious. He had never thought that they would been officially married.

However, dealing with Francis was the least of his issues right now. The only thing that mattered at the moment was Wendy's funeral.

The Wen family was facing a lot of difficulties right now, so not many people came to the funeral. The few who came had seen Francis waiting outside.

The Wen family's relationship with Francis was complicated, so none of the guests could help him. Some of them paused but ultimately did not talk to him.

Even fewer approached, concerned, and tried to comfort him, but they found him to be out of sorts.

They understood, though, and left him alone. Everyone knew that his dead fiancee was inside.

Jack came out not long after entering. Wendy's body did not look that bad, though she had jumped off the fifteenth floor and had died from a head injury.

Only Vincent and his mother were left of the Wen family. The old lady was devastated. Her husband was in trouble, and her daughter had committed suicide.

She managed to get through the pain and presided over the funeral. Although she had not loved Wendy that much in life, she had raised her and had no one else to call family.

'We need to give her a decent funeral,' she thought, sighing as she looked at the casket.

Vincent had just returned from seeing a guest off and heard her sigh. Looking at the black-and-white photo beside the casket, he felt a sharp pain shoot through his chest.

"Mom," he said. "You need to get some rest. I'll take over."

She shook her head. "No, I can't rest now."

She simply could not stop, as her family was in such a mess. She wished that she could preoccupy herself with tasks all day so that she had something to distract her from her problems.

She was sure that her husband would be going to prison, but she also believed that he was the author of his own misfortune. She was no longer bothered by it. All she wanted now was for him to stay alive.

He should have expected Francis to avenge his father.

Her expression changed slightly. She looked up and asked, "Is he still outside?"

Vincent nodded expressionlessly.

After some thought, she breathed a helpless sigh. "Forget it. He has been waiting out there for too long. We should let him in."

you just going to let this slide? Mom, he killed Wendy! Now, we're going to let him see her? No way!" The more

not to drag him away and throw

each word between clenched teeth. His mother knew just how much he hated

is that he can

another," she explained in a tired voice. "We are also to

closed his eyes and said with pain in his

cries gradually faded away. Jack had been standing there. After some time, he put down the flowers in his hand, turned around,

why he had allowed the Wen family

in the car?" Jack asked as

some thought, the

the window, took out a cigarette, and gave it

he leaned backward. There was blue-green scum

days, as evidenced by the dark

either. He sat there, thought things over, and asked in a

escaped Francis' lips. "It was all my fault. But I didn't expect

moment she decided to take her own

this was a punishment. Wendy knew that he

we had a fight. I should have noticed

calm. He, however, had not been willing to spend one more breath to try to patch things up with her. Instead, he

and fast asleep on the sofa.

said, but Francis had not gotten any of it. Finally, there was a prolonged silence on the other end of the

impatient. "If you have nothing else to say, I'm

responded by asking him softly, "Will you

had answered curtly,

had again grown quiet for some time. "Okay," she

straight. Trying to suppress his anger, he had

had sighed and said

out that that goodbye was their

closed his eyes. Tears formed in

She

kept quiet. Outside the window was a

could see a white plane making its way across the

his father's number. "Dad, where is the divorce agreement? I'm ready

his hesitant reply, "There's no hurry. You and Rachel should drop by tonight.

"Okay."

expect that Jack would be calling first. She had been planning to contact him

She put a pen back into her pen holder

duty, I'll

"Okay. See you then."

hanging up, she decided to ask him about

though Rachel did not speak of

and she went about her day. After she had finished the operation, a little guest arrived

into the room, laughing and jumping. He wore the clothes that she and Lucas had bought