Stuck in you

Rachel raised her chopsticks at eye level to take a closer look on her braised beef lathered in sauce. She must've wanted to appreciate the food better. There was also a bowl of pork ribs and carrot soup on the side, both dishes smelled appetizing. She could almost taste its flavors just by looking at it.

Rachel stopped eating for a moment and stared at Jack. He could tell there was something on her mind. Jack put his chopsticks down and smiled at Rachel. "What is it?" he said.

"Doesn't the food excite you?" she said, tilting her head to the side. There was a grain of rice at the side of her lip that she hadn't noticed.

"I'm not that picky when it comes to food. As long as the food is good and sanitary, I'll eat it without complaints," said Jack. He tried to stifle a grin as he saw the grain of rice on Rachel's face.

Now that Rachel thought about it, Jack had never once complained about food. He wasn't really particular about the ambiance too.

"This place is good for me. I like it here," he added. Jack took his chopsticks and started eating. He took a few bites of the braised beef and pork ribs, and almost fell in love with the food. Even though the ingredients and meat were not as fresh as the ones used in high-class restaurants, the food here tasted even better.

This restaurant was famous for its traditional cooking, and the divine taste of its food. They didn't need to use top-tier ingredients to make their food taste great.

MK Group had been preparing to open a new hotel. Jack and his associates had been searching for a place that served traditional delicacies. Choosing this place was a lucky coincidence for Jack. It was like hitting two birds with one stone.

The restaurant was starting to get crowded. The air conditioner was on, but it was still a little warm and damp. Rachel lowered her head to focus on eating. The strands of her hair covered her rosy cheeks.

Jack had no clue that Rachel had read the news about the accident before. He didn't know that a news media reported what had happened yesterday.

When Jack received the message from Rick, he contemplated whether he would tell her or not. But he decided that it was best not to say anything right now and set his phone aside.

Rick had already apologized to Jack and asked about Rachel. He told him that he wanted to invite the two of them for dinner so he could properly apologize in person.

Although it was not Rick's fault, he felt responsible for what had happened during the party. Jack thought for a while and decided to tell Rachel the whole thing. "I want to talk about what happened yesterday," he said, bearing a more serious tone.

"I've watched the news," Rachel replied, raising her head.

"It was on the news?" Jack was surprised.

Rick wasn't familiar with the domestic media outlets. That was why they reported the accident.

It would definitely have an impact on Rick's project, but they were unsure of how much it would affect the project.

Jack checked his phone for a few minutes, checking his social media accounts and eventually gave up. "Where did you see the news?"

Rachel clicked on the link that Lea had sent her and handed her phone to Jack.

Jack looked at the article in silence and returned the phone to Rachel after he had finished. He did not look pleased.

appetite," said Jack as he picked

he was certain that he

notice the strange look on Jack's face. She put her phone back to her purse and

his chopsticks rather firmly, and seemed to be taking his time eating. Perhaps he

shone in Jack's eyes. His eyes glinted and he was wearing a sardonic

appeared to be plotting

be the

be, but

thoughts while they were having dinner. After they finished eating, he got up and went for the door. Rachel, on the other

Although Rachel didn't really care about what others might think of her, Jack couldn't stand the thought of people judging her. He

Jack was staring daggers at him and looked away immediately. Jack snorted at the man in disgust. He stood beside Rachel to

what he did. She stopped for a second and glanced at the man that Jack had threatened. The man was pretending that he was not looking in the first place, so she

of person that barely cared about what others thought of her. To her, getting injured was normal, and people were bound to stare

thought it was pointless to get mad at anyone because there

people were

the two of them reached the door, Jack turned around and stared at Rachel from head to toe. "I'm taking you away,"

She didn't really understand

protest, Jack carried her

you doing? Put me down!" Rachel tried to struggle so she could get down. But despite her retaliation, Jack had held her firmly. He refused to let her go. "Stop it, Rachel.

noticed that

I got you a wheelchair?" he replied. He strode toward his car with Rachel in his

usual. At least more

were looking at them from left and right, and it seemed as if more and more people were noticing the two of them. But Jack

had no choice. To hide her embarrassment, she buried her head

the restaurant's door to the car. But to Rachel, it felt

already in front of the car. "We're here. Can you open the door for

this would be easier if you put

hands around his neck, and the other hand on the door handle to open

the driver's seat. Rachel's heart was still beating fast. She turned her

fastening his seat belt, Jack looked at Rachel. "Are

pursed her

you felt ashamed, you didn't have to be with me. You didn't

she could finish her sentence, Jack interrupted her,

turned to look at Jack. His brows were furrowed. He was furious. "Do you think I carried you around like that because I was ashamed that you were limping your

that if she said yes, Jack would force her to swallow