Stuck in you

Washing dishes was such a simple task that there was no reason for Jack to be wasting so much time on it. Curious to see what he was doing, Rachel stood up and walked toward the kitchen, taking light steps.

She stopped at the door and quietly looked inside. Jack was standing next to the sink, still scrubbing the dishes with detergent.

There were only a few dishes to be washed, but he was treating them as if they were antique treasures, scrubbing them carefully with his slender and beautiful fingers.

This tall man dressed in a shirt and a pair of suit pants was a striking contrast to the warm light of the kitchen.

However, there was something strangely peaceful and soothing about the look of concentration on his face as he washed the dishes. All of a sudden, an image of him wearing an apron popped into Rachel's mind.

She continued to linger at the door and watch Jack as he washed off the detergent, and then rinsed the dishes once more with water.

At this, she frowned. She had always known that he was meticulous, but at this moment, she couldn't help but find him fussy. Were her dishes that dirty? It was not as if they were in a fast food restaurant.

What was more, Jack didn't stop there. After he washed thedishes, he turned and fumbled around the kitchen until he found the automatic disinfection cabinet in the middle of the cupboard.

He squatted in front of it and thought for a while. Then, he reached out and tried pressing several buttons on the disinfection cabinet. After that, as if having made a decision, he nodded and placed the washed dishes inside.

Rachel was completely stunned at this scene.

Since she had grown up in Jack's house, her habits were also more or less prudent, like his.

And yet, it seemed that they had their differences. Having seen enough, Rachel tiptoed back to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

"I put the dishes into the disinfection cabinet and sterilized them," he announced as he left the kitchen and sat opposite her.

"Okay," Rachel said, pretending as if she didn't already know. After a while, she couldn't help but add, "I've already had my dishes regularly disinfected."

"So?"

Jack raised his eyebrows in confusion. "I disinfected the dishes just the day before yesterday.

After that, I was the only one who used them, so they wouldn't be..." '...dirty.'

She didn't say the last word, but Jack more or less grasped what was going on in her head.

"I didn't mean to be rude or insulting. It's just a habit of mine," Jack explained.

Even when he had dinner with Celine, he required his housemaid to disinfect the dishes every single time they were used, not just on a regular basis like Rachel did.

for hygiene could be described as

and pushed it in front

so he replied, "I'm okay with it." Then, after a pause, he added, "I

had always been at loggerheads, but at this moment, they

she immediately took a sip of tea to hide her uneasiness. "Um...you said you have something to discuss

mutual cooperation was still a little hard for Rachel to accept, but since Jack

decor in her house was warm and inviting, except for her bedroom, which seemed

carpet. Light poured on the transparent glass

head to one side, and that

a way to go through with the divorce in advance,"

surprise on her face. "Is that

be if you cooperate with

of them knew that they were walking a thin line as they had to maintain civility while trying to break free from each

took another sip of tea with a faint smile in

that Jack had come up with had taken him the whole afternoon to consider. He didn't know why he had such cowardly thoughts in the first place. For the first time in his

a little embarrassed to even ask Rachel for her help. However,

pretend to be a good

Rachel didn't

know that he won't give up easily. Even though we've signed the divorce agreement, we still need to figure out whether it can be realized at this

divorce agreement only confused Rachel even more. 'Why bother with the agreement when we've already signed it?' she wondered.

fingers, she said reluctantly, "Jack...you don't have to do that. If you want, you can talk to Dad. I'm

this marriage for about five years, so she didn't mind waiting one more year

concerned about the matter. It

a hurry to

eyebrows furrowed across his forehead. "How many times do I have to tell you? The divorce has nothing to do with her,"

time you've told me this," Rachel said

then he apologized in a softer tone, "I'm sorry, you're

try to give Rachel any other excuses.

in the beginning, he had planned to marry Celine as soon as he

to get a divorce because

their eyes, he was completely free.

that although the marriage failed to stop him from dating other

thing we need to do is to get along

was stepping into a