Stuck in you

Jack recognized the little boy. He realized that he looked familiar because they had already met each other twice.

"Who is this little fella?" asked Jack. Even though he was confused, he still tried to sound kind and genuine.

"Why don't you introduce yourself to this uncle?" said Rachel.

Mendes was not usually this shy. He sat closer to Rachel in the back seat for comfort. Perhaps he was intimidated by Jack. "My name is Mendes Xu," he said.

Mendes' voice was so soft it was almost inaudible. Rachel couldn't even believe that the voice was from him. He was usually loud and outspoken. She never expected the child was hiding an effeminate side.

Seeing Mendes' reaction reminded Rachel how shy he was when he met Jack in the past. She couldn't help but wonder if Jack was the problem. 'Is he really that intimidating?' she thought.

"Nice to meet you again, Mendes. You can call me Uncle Jack," replied Jack as he tried to keep his eyes on the road.

"Uncle Jack!" Mendes said in a clear and loud voice.

Rachel noticed that Mendes might be trying to please Jack on purpose. Maybe Mendes was trying to get on his good side.

Jack never asked why she was bringing the child with her, nor did he ask where the child came from. He just focused solely on driving and the occasional small talk.

Rachel had planned to ask Jack about Wendy, but she realized that it was not the appropriate time to ask him. Mendes might not be able to completely understand that conversation, Rachel still decided to hold off on the question. It was not healthy for the boy to hear that kind of conversation.

Mendes was usually curious and full of energy, but right now he was behaving himself and wouldn't say a word.

Rachel had no idea why he was behaving this way. What could have made him so afraid of Jack?

She ruffled the child's hair but said nothing. There was an abject silence in the car. Jack found that it was especially quiet. He looked at them from the rearview mirror, and found that neither of them were interested in talking.

Jack saw that Mendes was resting his head on Rachel's shoulder. He stared at her with a pair of bright black eyes.

When the three of them arrived at the Fu family's house, Jonathan was waiting by the gate. He didn't expect that Rachel and Jack would arrive with a child in tow.

The old man glared at Jack. "Who is this boy?" he grunted. Mendes stared at Jonathan with his beady little eyes.

He wondered why the old man was angry and hid behind Rachel. She held Mendes close and stroked the boy's head to comfort him. "This is my friend's child. He's out of town for a couple of days so he asked me to take care of the kid while he's gone. I had no choice but to bring him here with me," she said.

The old man's scary expression became gentle. He gestured for the boy to come closer and smiled. "Come over here, little boy. Let me have a closer look at you," said Jonathan as he crouched down to Mendes' level.

Mendes took a glance at Jonathan and stepped closer towards him.

"Young man, I'm Jonathan," said Jonathan. He wore a gentle smile.

"Nice to meet you, Grandpa Jonathan," Mendes replied in a loud and clear voice. He seemed to like Jonathan. Whenever he had taken a liking to someone, he would always be this cheerful when talking to them.

Rachel was surprised at what she saw. No matter how she looked at the two of them, she couldn't quite think of anything to say.

trunk. He glanced at Jonathan and Mendes when he heard them talking. Even

hug Mendes so that he might carry the boy in his arms, but after realizing that Mendes was too heavy for him to carry, he decided to

ruffled the child's hair one more time and put his hands behind his back. "Jack!

moment without saying a word. Then he walked over and whispered to Rachel, "He

know what

from head to toe. "Really?" she said as she took

I should try to control his diet. I have to tell Lucas to reduce the amount of food he feeds Mendes,"

crouched down to Mendes' level and stared at

his arms to tell Jack

was already inside the house. He opened the door for the three of them and urged them to come inside. The old man

He pouted at Jack and stretched out his

people to do what he was asking for. 'Why couldn't he just walk

Rachel as if he was pleading otherwise. But she was indifferent to his pleas. He had no

behind them. When she looked

seemed like he did get a little fatter.

who it was. She saw her son and daughter-in-law bringing

idea what was happening. When Jack put Mendes down, Jonathan clapped his hands to call Mendes over. "Come here,

to Jonathan with a wide grin on his face. Tracy felt like she was going to faint while watching Mendes and

well-tailored, beautiful fingernails made red marks in the palm of her hand. She tried to control her facial expression, but the

him back," Jonathan replied as he was musing the

you say?" answered Tracy. She turned

explain herself, Jack did it for her. "It's not Rachel's child, it's

She was obviously relieved. "And here I

stopped halfway through her

Perhaps her mother-in-law had been

that? They were living under her

Mendes and pointed at

blinked his beady little eyes. "Hello, Grandma!

hand. "It's nice to meet you too, Mendes." It was not long

retired two years ago after his

would play chess with several old men in his spare time and enjoyed making some crafts. It was no surprise for him to be expecting to have a

expectation. Among his circle of friends, his son was the first to get married. But now all his friends have grandkids. It was normal for

was a naughty child, but he behaved politely in front of the elders. He knew how

by Mendes. At first, Tracy behaved aloof; now she couldn't keep her hands off Mendes. She was

was dumbfounded to see how happy his parents were. In a matter of moments, Mendes had subdued the

like Jonathan

very obvious. He wasn't sure why his father wanted him to go back. Perhaps it had something to do with their previous

it a while, Jack figured it out. "Rachel, come over here. I have something to

her lips. "Okay, I have something to tell you

a little surprised. "Go upstairs," he said