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."

he killed Wendy! Now, we're going to let him see her? No way!" The more that Vincent spoke, the more emotional he grew. His chest heaved violently, and his

I'm already trying my best not to drag him away

each word between clenched teeth. His mother knew

he can

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

eyes and said with pain in his voice,

gradually faded away. Jack had been standing there. After some time, he put down the flowers

main reason why he had allowed the

we talk in the car?" Jack asked as he stood in front

thought, the latter

in the car, Jack rolled down the window, took out a cigarette,

was

for days, as evidenced by

there, thought things over, and asked in a low voice, "What's going

all my fault. But I didn't

had ended all possibilities of them being together. From the moment she decided to take her own life, they could no longer be together. It was so

a punishment. Wendy knew that

committed suicide, we had a fight. I should have noticed

had fought, Wendy seemed strangely calm. He, however, had not been willing to spend one more breath to try to patch things up

he was drunk and fast asleep on the sofa. The woman beside him had answered the

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

had responded by asking him softly, "Will you come

had answered

again grown quiet for some time.

Trying to suppress his anger, he had yelled into the speaker, "Will you quit

said goodbye in a low

out that that

his eyes. Tears formed in the corners and fell down his

"Jack...she was so cruel. She

quiet. Outside the window

see a white plane making its way across the blue

then pulled out his phone and dialed his father's number. "Dad, where is

Jonathan grew quiet for a while. Then came his hesitant reply, "There's no hurry. You

"Okay."

be calling first. She

She put a pen back into her pen holder and asked,

duty, I'll

"Okay. See you then."

to ask him

since Wendy's incident. Even though Rachel did not

about her day. After she

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