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.

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

it has to be cleaned first." She

lost his temper. "The cleaning has been finished. I did it

and said, "Well, good

don't do that. I'm

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

"Really?"

true to

and began to wear his jacket.

she watched him leave in

believe that he was her

Jack would arrive tomorrow. She took out her phone and

phone down and walked to the mess on

were so free. They could roam wherever they wanted

as they watched the cartoon. When

Rachel upstairs. She was exhausted; she had never taken care of kids before. She had only taken care of Mendes for two days, but here she

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

sleep, Mendes suddenly asked, "Rachel, when will my

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

make a child hold expectations that

replied, "When you get up tomorrow morning, I will call your

nodded and said seriously, "Can you help me ask him when he'll be done with work? Or when I can

smile. She lowered her head and kissed

hovered over Mendes, checking on him from time to time. The boy was smiling and wondered if he was dreaming of something

was still too early

phone and chatted with Lea, while Mendes slept peacefully next to her. He rolled over and unconsciously placed one

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

her head, she would prepare a cookbook for him. She

pediatrics department,

a while, the director replied,

Mendes pressing his leg against her. She gently moved him away to get a

leaned over to answer and saw the name flashing on the screen. It

and

"Were you sleeping?"

"Not yet. What's up?"

my office tomorrow morning.

shocked. "Agreement?

"The divorce agreement."

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

pick you up after work and then we'll sign the

"Let's meet somewhere else, other than your company. I