Stuck in you

Rachel wanted to tell Jack that Celine had come to give her problem a few times, but she decide otherwise.

It was better to stay silent because she knew that even if she said something right now, Jack would never believe her.

"All right," she simply said.

Celine, on the other hand, finally gave up on calling Jack and decided to leave his house.

She drove aimlessly and without a destination in mind. She wanted to look for Jack, but she had no clue where to start looking. If he had just picked up her call, she wouldn't be crying right now.

'Is he planning to break up with me?' Celine shook her head at the thought. Jack was not the type of person who would treat her like this without good reason. If he wanted to break up, he would've said it to her face to face.

Unbeknownst to Celine, the real reason that Jack became so cold to her was because he didn't have the time to talk to her in person yet.

She guessed that he was avoiding to meet her because she had lied to him the other day.

She wanted to apologize to him sincerely.

She was willing to do anything to have him back.

But there was a faint voice at the back of her head telling her that this time was different and that he had never treated her like this before.

She tried to keep her focus, but her mind was too clouded.

She didn't know where else she could go, so she drove to a bar.

Neon lights were flashing in front of the bar. She held her phone in her trembling hands. "One last call," she sighed.

Still no one answered her call. She began pounding the steering wheel while screaming, "Why won't you pick up the call? Damn you, Jack!"

Celine took deep breaths to calm herself down. If she lost her cool, it would be all over for her. She looked at the bar in front of her and she remembered her old tricks—she could date another man to make Jack jealous. With this in mind, she devised a plan.

Celine pursed her lips and put on her lipstick. She stared at herself in the rearview mirror and wore a playful smile. Then she called the guy who invited her to the yacht the other day.

"Hi Aaron," she whispered to her phone. The light from the bar glinted in her eyes, and the sound of voice was enough to make any man feel weak. "Would you mind doing me a favor?"

During this time, Jack was staying at Rachel's—their wedding house. He barely visited this house.

He made a short call to his assistant and instructed him to send his stuff over. His assistant arrived with his belongings before nightfall.

Before going into the shower, he remembered that he had a wound on his head. His assistant didn't bring him any liquid medicine.

If he wanted medicine, he had to go buy some. The problem was, he didn't know where the pharmacy was so he thought Rachel could help him.

room and knocked on the door. Three gentle taps on the door was

currently happening in her life. "I'm so disappointed in you," said Lea. She couldn't believe that Rachel would keep

guilty that she didn't tell her friend right away. She was about to talk, when she suddenly heard someone knocking

her friend. She looked

Your messy relationship. What's wrong with you? You've been acting weird lately,

everything, but now was not a good time. She didn't even

if she learned something worse

door, she was already wearing a white night gown. Her long hair with a hint of curls from her usual ponytail gently flowed over her shoulders against the silk cloth. Her beautiful hair highlighted

Jack was reminded of the dream he had

think with the wound on his head. She knew that Jack wanted something but it seemed as though he couldn't

straight. He coughed, his hands pressing against his lips and said,

of medicine do you need? All the pharmacies are

lowered his head to show her the wound.

the wound. She had already noticed it earlier but decided to wait until Jack opened up about it. Now that she

go down so I could help you

forgot that Rachel was a doctor. Perhaps the

Rachel downstairs. Her slender and smooth legs attracted

lowered his head

to keep himself from thinking about Rachel. Noticing that the windows and the floor were clean made him wonder how many times the housekeeper came by every month. Jack snickered at how pathetic it was that he would think

Rachel commanded. "I'm going to

prepared for this kind of emergency. She always made sure that her

couch with the first aid kit in her hands. She took out the medicine needed to treat his wound. "How did you get

than she imagined. Jack came back to his senses when he realized that Rachel

fair and beautiful neck as Rachel dipped the cotton with

was lost in his thoughts when she held his head. When he felt her slightly cold fingers rubbing against

her hair fell on her face while tending to his wound.

should be more careful next

he was badly injured, Jack was lucky enough to get out of the car on

but her face was so close to

that hard for Rachel. She had seen injuries far worse

medicine to his wound. "Don't let water into your wound until it's healed," she

Rachel reappeared in his dream. It was the same dream

neck. It was smooth as porcelain and

hair ran down to her shoulders and made her look all the more attractive.

his desire. He slowly reached out to her. He moved his hands from her shoulders to

there, looking at him with her

untangled the strings on the left shoulder of her night gown, revealing her slender and shapely shoulders.

a tempting coldness greeted his nose. He really wanted to ask her where the fragrance came from and why he had

his head to look at her, he saw that she was staring at him with cold