Stuck in you

Fearing that Jack would figure out, Celine calmed herself down. "How did you get there? I'm currently in my parents' house."

Disappointment flashed in his eyes. "Why did you leave in such a hurry?"

Celine opened her mouth, shocked and nervous. "My mother called me, she wanted me to come home."

She just got out of bed, and her brain wasn't working.

In all honesty, she didn't really know what she was saying. "Well, you know, I haven't gone home in such a long time. I do miss them a lot."

Jack remained silent for a long time.

Celine made her way to the bathroom, her sweaty hand gripping the phone. When she entered, she stared at the pale woman in the mirror.

She had been drinking with them until midnight. She smelled her breath, it stank from the alcohol. Her hair was in a messy bun and her face was swollen.

Celine sighed and closed the bathroom door.

She felt her heart clench in guilt because she was afraid that Jack would find out.

Celine swallowed nervously and asked, "Do you want me to go back now?"

"No, you have fun." He hung up the phone without another word.

His reaction knocked her back to reality. All of a sudden, she wanted to explain everything that had happened. Flustered, she dialed again, but he didn't pick up.

Celine stared at her phone in a daze, not knowing what to do. She had a feeling that if she didn't come clean now, then her relationship with Jack would continue to go down.

She buried her face in her arms. She didn't know how to explain it to him. She groaned, regretting that she had kept the truth away from him.

Jack was not the type to be easily fooled.

They had been together for four years. He was well aware of her habits, her hobbies, and what she usually did if she lied.

Home?

She left many pretty dresses on the bed. She must have had a hard time choosing a dress before leaving.

Only when she was hanging out with friends would she choose her dress and shoes carefully.

Jack was furious. He could see through her weak voice that she was lying during the phone call.

He looked outside. His phone kept vibrating, but he kept ignoring her calls. Her voice was the last thing he wanted to hear right now.

He wanted to find out where she was, but after what she did, he cynically scoffed.

'Forget it,' he thought.

to go home. "I can sleep in the guest room tonight, since it's already been tidied up,"

has to be cleaned first."

his temper. "The cleaning has

his head and said,

hell?' Eric's veins were throbbing in his forehead. "Hey, don't do that. I'm no wimpy

"I will give you a sum of money and buy you some

"Really?"

true to my

his

chuckled as she watched him leave in

that he was her

arrive tomorrow. She took out her phone and dialed his

placed her phone down and walked to the

packed up Mendes' things and accompanied him in watching cartoons. Children were so free. They could roam wherever they wanted and were easily

cartoon. When

Even though Mendes was reluctant to part with the television, he obediently followed Rachel upstairs. She was exhausted; she had never taken care of kids before. She had only taken care of Mendes for two

was an obedient child. He just needed time to be convinced in following

asked, "Rachel, when will my parents

In truth, she had no idea when his parents would come home. She couldn't lie that

a child hold expectations that couldn't

get up tomorrow morning, I will

when he'll be done

lowered her head and kissed on Mendes

over Mendes, checking on him from time to time. The boy was smiling and wondered

still too early for her to

Mendes slept peacefully next to her. He rolled over and unconsciously placed one of his chubby legs on top of her. She pinched his cheek

by his nanny. He often ate fast food and was spoiled to do whatever he wanted, growing to be a

prepare a cookbook for him. She wasn't sure if Lucas even had recipes for

the head of the pediatrics department, asking him about

while, the director replied,

her. She gently moved him away to get a glass of

to answer and saw the name flashing

out of the room and gently closed the

"Were you sleeping?"

"Not yet. What's up?"

to my office tomorrow morning.

was slightly shocked. "Agreement? What

"The divorce agreement."

reply. She walked towards the window and looked outside. "I cannot go there until I'm off

up after work

your company. I prefer