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.

and knocked on the door. Three gentle taps on the door was enough to catch Rachel's

the things that had been currently happening in her life. "I'm so disappointed in you,"

about to talk, when she suddenly heard

her friend. She looked at the door.

messy relationship. What's wrong with you? You've been acting weird lately, Rachel." "Who in their right

promise," Rachel sighed. She really wanted to tell Lea everything, but now was not a good time. She didn't even have the chance to tell her about the conversation

She might lose her cool if she learned something worse about Rachel. Lea finally gave up and dropped the call. "Go ahead,"

of curls from her usual ponytail gently flowed over her shoulders against the silk cloth. Her beautiful hair highlighted the delicate parts of her face, and it made her

that, Jack was reminded of the dream he

the wound on his head. She knew that Jack wanted something

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

of medicine do you need? All the pharmacies are closed

show her the wound. "I need

opened up about it. Now that she had seen it properly, it was

you need. Come on, let's go

was a doctor. Perhaps the wound was making him stupid

Her slender and smooth

lowered his head

to almost everything 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 of something so

on the couch and don't move," Rachel commanded. "I'm going to get the first

for this kind of emergency. She always made sure that her medicine cabinet was fully stocked, and

She took out the medicine needed to treat his wound. "How did you get yourself hurt?" she asked. Talking to the patient while you were treating them was part of the procedure. It helped keep

forehead, revealing the wound. It was bigger than she imagined.

could not resist to look at her fair and

guard when Rachel drew closer to his face. He was lost in his thoughts when she held his head. When he felt her slightly cold fingers rubbing

his wound. She tucked her

be more

out of the car on time. Any

to look elsewhere, but her face was so close to his

seen injuries far

to finish applying medicine to his wound. "Don't let

It was the

could not take his eyes off her neck. It was smooth as porcelain and light as snow. If precious gems could become

shoulders and made her look all the more attractive. She was dressed in a silk night gown, looking at him with those innocent eyes of

gave in to his desire. He slowly reached out to her.

just lay there, looking at him with her

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

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

to look at her, he saw that she was staring at him