Stuck in you

Eric was suspicious when he heard that Jack and Rachel were going to be living together.

He put the rag down and grabbed Rachel's hand, leading her to the balcony.

Mendes, being a child, didn't know what was happening. This seemingly secret conference confused and intrigued him.

His interest grew when he saw Eric suddenly pulling Rachel into the balcony.

As much as he was curious, he was nervous, too. He promptly followed them and asked anxiously, "Where are you going?"

Rachel patted Eric on the arm, a signal for him to wait. She stopped walking and turned around. "We just need to talk. Can you stay here while we do that? We won't be long."

Mendes frowned and asked, "Can't I come with you?"

It was difficult to refuse the request of a child who was as cute as a bun, but Rachel immediately responded, "No."

Eric felt sorry for the little boy. He had thought that she would let Mendes come. He was only a child, after all.

"Stay here and wait for me, okay? We just have to talk for a bit in the balcony, and I'll be back before you know it." Although Rachel had not given in to the boy's request, she continued to talk to him patiently.

He was too young to understand what she meant. Even so, he didn't like that she was acting so secretive.

He only wanted to be part of things.

Mendes looked at Eric and then at Rachel as the two were about to leave. Pouting, he said reluctantly, "Okay, you go ahead."

Rachel was amused by the fact that the child was clearly hurt. "Be a good boy and wait for me. It'll only be a moment, sweetie."

Mendes looked at her with a hint of reluctance in his eyes. It could be difficult at times to convince a little child, but although he pouted, at least he was reasonable.

Lowering his voice, Eric asked, "How long will he be staying here?"

"Someone's picking him up tomorrow night." Lucas had already returned, and he had called Rachel earlier to let her know that he was going to pick up Mendes the following night.

Although she liked Mendes, Rachel no longer wished for him to stay any longer than he was scheduled to.

Honestly, if anything happened to the child, it would be difficult to explain things to his parents.

They hadn't shown up so far, though.

When Eric heard her response, he blurted out, "So let me get this straight. You will be left alone with Jack then?"

"Yes..."

Why are you two living together all of a sudden?" Eric was agitated now.

him to worry too much.

divorced? Are you kidding me? What's

had learned that sometimes, it was better not to let people

not have everyone's eyes on

Rachel simply told him that she and Jack were going

however, tell him exactly

over! It's not safe to

agreement. "That's exactly what I was thinking. So, are you going to move in with

in with you? You mean live with you and Jack? Be in the same house with that

his shock. "There's no room for me here. I don't

Rachel's face. "There's a study downstairs. I think you

place I rent right now, it's...quite expensive." Eric struggled to come up with a response. He would never want to live with the

he knew that Jack had done what he had done because Eric was trying to use Celine to get back

bastard had, after all, married Rachel and then

his brother-in-law down in a cunning, less obvious way, but failed. Along the

a big deal. Although Eric knew that he had somehow brought this upon himself, he had

talk about Jack behind his back, but he was afraid to be in

remember how much that house has

finally said what she

moment of silence, Eric nodded, clenching

Rachel living with that monster. He said, "I find it strange, though, how

about the deal. Instead, she patted him on the shoulder and said vaguely, "It's just

meant. It was clear that she did not want to divulge too much. Wrapping up the conversation, she said, "That's it. In the coming months, if you want to come by, you can call me, or you

Eric kept silent.

windows rattled slightly. Both of them turned their heads to find

it looked as though Rachel had already made up her mind, there was nothing

him the truth without telling him too much. She wanted to avoid the shock and embarrassment of him popping up in the house

to have to

Mendes did not forget to inquire about the discussion. "What were you whispering about?" the boy asked, his eyes bright with

"It's a secret. Shush."

His lips curled

seemed. When Lucas called, Mendes took the phone with him before retreating to a corner

He said, amused, "Okay, okay. We'll talk again tomorrow, and this time,

in agreement as he nodded repeatedly and vigorously in

Confused, he asked, "Rachel, whose child is he? Why do I feel like I've met him

dinner, casually turned around and said,