Stuck in you

Tracy started to make small talk, and as minutes passed, she shifted her attention towards the couple themselves rather than the conversation at hand.

Unlike her husband, she wasn't one to keep a close eye on the changes between the couple.

This was why it was harder for her to accept that Rachel and Jack were together. She wanted to ask Rachel about this, but she had no idea how to start the conversation.

She thought for a while and suddenly remembered the topic that her husband had just mentioned at the dining table.

"Hey, what's wrong with Jack? Why do you need to take care of him?"

When Rachel saw that Tracy was taking a longer time to wash the peaches, she slowed down her speed.

"Something happened at the hospital, and I decided to take a long leave.

Jack has an upset stomach recently, so I'm taking care of him,"

Rachel explained briefly.

She made sure to leave out the part that Jack had been in the hospital because of his gastritis, so that Tracy wouldn't worry.

As expected, the moment she had mentioned Jack's stomachache, Tracy's forehead crinkled in worry.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine," Rachel quickly confirmed.

Tracy's shoulders sagged in relief, but she still wasn't satisfied.

She quickly waved her housemaid over to make some nutritious soup for them the next day before continuing her conversation with Rachel.

Rachel didn't mind,

but she made sure to leave out the part wherein she'd been persuaded by Jack to start over again. In fact, their relationship was like a story—one that had no ending written down yet.

Although his plans were still confusing to her, it turned out that Jack was always one step ahead of the game.

The only information Tracy had gotten from Rachel was how they were getting along rather well with each other. As her mother-in-law, she didn't worry too much.

Rachel was still the girl that she used to be who happened to be a bit dull on the sides.

The dullness didn't play much for Tracy who preferred women who were much livelier. As long as they didn't act too impulsively, livelier personalities were more eager to talk about their own lives.

Tracy turned her head slightly, just enough that she could see her daughter-in-law washing the fruits. She had a pretty face with dark eyebrows that framed her large eyes, a flawless face, and long silky hair that ran in waves across her back. It was as if the woman had jumped out of a painting.

fact, she looked more

didn't even realize that

she brought home years

family. Although she was

this moment, Tracy liked

fruits while Tracy was still in her own

herself as she set the fruit aside. "How about we'll let the maid deal with it," she suggested. "By the way, do you

of stars glittering across the inky night. The

the typhoon had already passed the city. The heavy winds that slashed through the household was replaced by a steady

couple as they refused to tell them anything

Tracy couldn't get an answer from Rachel, she decided

of his father, Jack found a

upstairs, carrying two bottles of drinks

that he was holding. He handed her one. "Don't worry. It's just pineapple beer. You won't get drunk,"

Rachel hesitated still.

that Rachel was a lightweight, things didn't end well when she

home.

contains less alcohol. You can check it if

turned the bottle only to see that it contained

Jack cracked open the can in

Rachel followed.

the balcony located at the top floor. The winds were much harsher there, but it still gave them

was about to tie it up, he extended his hand. "Give me your hair

tried to bundle up her hair

a bath. As his long fingers ran through

once he

hold of her scent. He didn't

her natural

but lower his head upon her neck, breathing in the lovely scent. His breath fanned across her skin,

you given

the can.

sky. He held the can in his hand and said, "Your scent seemed to have poisoned

She snorted.

you were

were things that she didn't expect

"I learned