Stuck in you

When he heard that it was about Rachel, Michael rolled his eyes. 'Didn't they sign the divorce agreement already? What's going on?!' he thought.

"Why don't you come and have a drink? It doesn't make any sense to be angry all by yourself, you know," he said after he briefly cleared his throat.

There was a brief silence as Jack considered his offer. "Okay," he replied.

Jack was a powerful man when it came to work and business, but when it came to relationships, it seemed that he was as helpless as everyone else.

It was obvious that he was not aware when he started to develop feelings for Rachel. He was obviously clueless with his own self.

Anger and frustration made him drink as fast as Michael could refill his glass. After a few shots, Michael decided that he couldn't stand it anymore and stopped him by holding his glass down. "I did not tell you to drink alone. Tell me what happened, and I might be able to give you some advice."

He squinted and took a deep breath as he stared at Michael. "What do you want to know?" Jack asked dryly. Michael decided that it was either his natural bad mood or the alcohol.

"First, I want to know why you are upset. Tell me what's bothering you," Michael said calmly.

Michael stretch out a hand to Jack's shoulder and gripped it. He smiled as he raised his eyebrows. "I might be able to give you some advice if you tell me what happened, alright?"

But Jack's manner remained cold. He didn't say a word as he seemed to be in deep thought. He slowly placed his glass on the table and started to lean back in his seat to relax himself.

In the meantime, elsewhere, Rachel felt that something was oddly wrong. It was time for her to rest, but she was still wide awake.

She held a book in her hand but never opened it to read a single page. Instead, her attention was completely drawn by the passing time.

She watched the seconds of the clock as it slowly ticked away. Her mind was completely uninterested with the book in her hand.

When the clock struck 22:32, she became so uneasy that she decided to get out of bed.

She glanced at Jack's room. It was quiet, and there was no sound of any approaching car from outside. Rachel stood on the second floor for a while as she tried to get her mind in order.

She stared at the bandage that still wrapped her injured foot. Her eyes then went to the door of Jack's room once more.

He was really pissed off when he drove away. She realized that it was not appropriate to talk to him like that.

'I think I misunderstood him,' she told herself in self-realization.

Rachel's shoulders suddenly drooped as she slowly stepped backwards to lean against the wall. Her mind was still in a mess. She thought that she should apologize to Jack later.

A short time later, a sudden realization seemed to have brought her back to her senses. She was too ashamed to apologize to him. She played with the phone in her hand for a while.

When she felt that she was at a complete loss, she decided to send Lea a voice message, and sought her advice.

I need to apologize?' she

She couldn't understand what Rachel meant. Her question was

few minutes later, Rachel's phone finally vibrated and she

I don't like Jack, you seem to misunderstand his good intentions for you. I think you should take the initiative to

for Rachel to organize her thoughts. She immediately felt

phone and made a call to Jack. The

suddenly became too weak to keep holding her phone up. In her mind, she imagined the angry face of Jack silently

still mad at me?' she wondered

but Jack still didn't answer her

was still mad at her, she decided it

for nearly two hours but she barely read a single page. By the time she finished washing and went to bed, it was almost eleven in the

and there was no sound of a car coming back. She quietly turned off the light as she listened for the sound of any incoming

was bustling with activity. Marcus struggled to get his

person that stood in front of him, picked up the bottle of wine and poured into two

picked a good place. A lot of acquaintances downstairs, almost got my skin peeled off when I came

loud. "Did you just meet your ex-girlfriends just

who was still giggling. Marcus sat down beside Jack

how's

Jack. He turned his head away as he covered his face with a hand. He thought that Marcus' brain must be

into a glass for Marcus. "He's drunk. Don't talk to him," he said to Marcus as he

He curled his lips to an amused smile.

since the last time he got drunk." A couple of years ago, Jack was known as a notorious party animal and got drunk

priorities shifted. He still got involved in a lot of social engagements, but almost never went

it right; he was not drunk at all. It was

to Michael as Jack slowly regained his composure. To their surprise, he behaved like nothing happened.

took his glass and raised it to the air. "Cheers!" He placed his glass

of wine as soon as

anyone could say anything, Jack leaned back his head and drank the remaining wine from his

in front of Michael. Michael immediately filled his

his sight on Michael.

ask what was going on, but Michael signaled to

Jack see him. At length, Marcus understood what Michael was trying to

not ask him about

Marcus thought to himself.

his buddy. He felt sure that it was Celine

On the other hand,

fallen into the trap of another

strange look on Jack's face