Stuck in you

Jonathan stared at Rachel with his eyebrows raised. "Did something happen?" he asked.

Jack tapped on Rachel's shoulder and shook his head. It was his way of telling her that she didn't have to say anything. "She got her clothes wet by accident," he said to his father.

Then he turned to Rachel. "You should go upstairs and change your clothes."

"Yes, Jack is right," Jonathan agreed. "Don't catch a cold."

Rachel nodded and started walking upstairs.

Jonathan asked Mendes to come closer. He was holding something behind his back. Mendes noticed this and immediately went to Jonathan. The old man had been hiding the toys he had bought for Mendes. The boy was so happy to see all the toys that he started playing with them as soon as he got them.

While Rachel was upstairs, Jonathan took this chance to talk to his son. "So, how's it going?" he whispered. "Are you and Rachel getting along well?"

"Everything's going smoothly, Dad. Don't worry too much about it," said Jack.

Jonathan squinted at him. He knew his son wasn't telling him everything. "I'm not thinking too much. I just wanted to know if you're having trouble with Rachel these days."

Jack felt like he was seven years old again, and his dad was asking him if he was quarrelling with his friend.

Nevertheless, he put his hands in his pockets and leaned closer to Jonathan's ear.

"Dad, please. Don't embarrass me."

Jonathan rubbed his fingers on his chin, lost in his thought.

Jack saw Rachel walking down the stairs in his peripheral vision. "Just let me handle this, okay?" he whispered to his father.

'He better not screw this up!'

Jonathan swore in his mind. It wasn't easy for him to help his son to woo his wife.

As soon as Rachel was done changing, she returned downstairs. Jonathan called her attention. He told her that he wanted to taste her cooking. She smiled at him and rolled up her sleeves. She went to the kitchen with high spirits.

When the dinner was ready, Jack took the initiative to help arrange the dining table.

"It's so rare to see these two cooperating," Jonathan muttered under his breath. He was so satisfied watching Jack and Rachel work together that he could barely hide his smile.

Jonathan had been planning this all along. He thought that if he could get them to live under the same roof, they could use this chance to get closer to each other. Maybe they could even discover something about themselves that they hadn't known before.

If their personalities didn't match each other, then let it be. He would not really force them to do anything they were not willing to.

to know Jack's plan to deal with this marriage. He knew Jack

kind of person his son was—Jack would

only try to end

not go well, Jonathan hoped that they could at least be closer. It didn't matter if they wouldn't be together, but he wanted to see the two of them

her cousin and aunt, she had no relatives. Jonathan wanted someone to take

that she might get bullied by some people in the future and no one would stand

had to make preparations to

as much as he did. If Jack and Rachel got a

make them closer. He wanted Jack to take good

didn't want to leave her so defenseless, without anyone to

took Mendes' hand with a smile. "Come

Jack didn't say anything to each other

other side of the table, Mendes kept talking. He seemed to have treated Jonathan as a friend, so he had a lot to talk with this old

they were perfect match for each other

picked up some vegetables and thought that Rachel must have learned from his father who knew just

sweet smile almost melted the old man's heart. Watching the boy eat with so much glee made the

occurred to Mendes. He winked at Rachel and Jack. "Uncle Jack,

had told him

and was about to put it into Rachel's bowl, but Jonathan

doesn't like fish. Maybe get

Rachel. Jonathan might not even know what

fish, why did she cook fish? After thinking for a while, Jack picked up the

not that

like she was under pressure. She

"That's right,

of effort for Rachel to swallow all the food. 'Love

gave a thumbs up to Mendes and made the

They couldn't even look at each other's

remembered that Jack picked up food for her with his own

Mendes played for a while. When it was about time, Rachel received the call

on the sofa in the living room. "I don't think he wants to go back right now. Dad bought him a

the other end of the line. "It seems

Mendes was

Mendes. "Uncle Lucas called. He wants to know if

the toys and reached for the cellphone. "Let me talk

what he had done in Rachel's place. He told Lucas he was so happy and wanted to stay here