Stuck in you

Chapter 103 Let's Go For A Snack

Jack nodded. Just as she was about to exit, the girl abruptly turned around. "By the way, I haven't seen Celine for a long time. We should have dinner after work when you have time."

There was an awkward silence. Rachel glanced at both Jack and the girl. Based on what she had just said, it seemed that she was close to Celine. That had probably been why she was recruited in the first place.

Jack replied calmly, "I've been busy lately. Let's talk about it later."

"Okay..." The girl furrowed her brows in confusion, but didn't ask any more questions. She waved her to say goodbye.

When the door closed, Jack's eyes met Rachel's. They stared at each other for a while.

Her eyes looked bright for a moment before breaking eye contact. Deep inside, he felt guilty.

Still feeling awkward, Austin cleared his throat to break the silence. "Mr. Fu, please sign the papers. I'll have them processed right away."

"Okay."

He signed the documents without reading over them. Austin quickly grabbed the papers and headed straight for the door, shaking his head in disappointment.

The girl had been one of Celine's junior schoolmates. No wonder she had been surprised when she found Rachel in the room.

A few years back, Celine had managed to convince Jack into hiring her.

It hadn't been publicized that Jack and Celine had already broken up.

Jack wanted to explain to Rachel. Just as he was about to say something, he closed it, unsure about how he would have explained the situation.

Rachel broke the silence. "She's pretty cute."

"Well, she just graduated from college. She's still a little immature and needs to change her attitude when working."

She nodded her head and changed the topic. "When will you get off work?"

"Are you bored?"

There was a pregnant pause between them. Suddenly, an idea came into Jack's head. "Why don't we have dinner at the place you took me to the other night?"

Rachel frowned in confusion. "What place?"

"The snack street." He smiled at her.

She frowned as she thought Jack didn't like it there.

But his suggestion aroused her appetite. If she could choose, she would have gone there every day. The price was very reasonable and the food was delicious.

Jack had left work early in order to avoid getting stuck during rush hour.

day before. She was able to walk a bit

at them curiously. Her gaze settled on Rachel's foot and then

the elevator gave her the same look as well. Jack and

in the middle, and the people entering nodded to greet

return and noticed

were probably curious to understand what

mind their curious looks. On the contrary, it made Jack a little bit

elevator finally reached the first floor, he stretched out his hand and held

Rachel gasped in surprise.

the door opened, he held

go out

others walked

them were the last ones in the

had to move slowly. She thought Jack was so considerate as to tell the

didn't know that

people who had just left the

didn't say a lot, his actions

worried. They wondered if Jack

Rachel was still injured, it would take a long time for her

carry her. When they arrived at the gate, he said, "Wait here. I'll drive my

watched him quickly walk down the stairs to where he had

scorching sun shining down on her

desk curiously looked at her, finding her

had something to do with the president of their company. However, since Rachel was standing only a few feet away, they

saw the familiar BMW stopping outside the

rolled down the window as she slowly descended

with a limp, like an

waiting

wasn't well versed with Rachel's temper just yet. In his mind, she was still

he felt his feelings

morning when she was going to leave the room and noticed that

soft gaze on him. It felt so warm and

a click as Rachel opened the

he stared at her

he

was just a sprain. He didn't have to pamper

being so close to

snack street. Since it was rush hour, they were caught in

moved at a

at the long queue in front of them, Rachel sighed, "It's going to

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