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.

Jack's plan to deal with this marriage. He knew Jack could have many ways to get a

the kind of person his son was—Jack

would only try to end

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

get bullied by some people in the future and no one would stand up to protect her. He also planned

had to make preparations to

didn't care for Rachel as much as he did. If Jack and Rachel got a divorce, they

to make them closer. He wanted Jack

owed Rachel so much. Jonathan didn't want

called them to have dinner. Jonathan cleared his mind, turned around and took Mendes' hand with a smile. "Come on, my boy.

didn't say anything to each other but they did

talking. He seemed to have treated Jonathan

were perfect match for each

Rachel must have learned from

on Mendes' plate. The boy thanked him. Mendes' sweet smile almost melted the old man's

and Jack. "Uncle Jack,

had told him

picked up a piece of fish and was about to put it into Rachel's

Maybe get her something else,

knew Rachel. Jonathan might not even know

After thinking for a while, Jack picked up the vegetables and looked at her, as if asking whether

Jack. I'm really not that picky,"

at her. Rachel felt like she was under pressure. She

and Jack. "That's right, you

of effort for Rachel to swallow all the food. 'Love each other, he

gave a thumbs up to Mendes and made the boy giggle

fell between Jack and Rachel. They couldn't even

that Jack picked up food for her

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

who was playing with toys on the sofa in the living room. "I don't think he wants to go back

the other end of the line. "It

was

crouched down to talk to Mendes. "Uncle Lucas called.

for the cellphone. "Let me talk

phone to Mendes. He put the cellphone next to his ear and began to tell him what he had done in Rachel's place. He