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.

like her parents. In fact, she looked more like her aunt who

realize that she was already peeling the

was noticeable that the girl that she brought home

Fu family. Although she was a bit dull, she was better

moment, Tracy liked

finally finished washing the fruits while Tracy was still in her

the maid deal with

of stars glittering across

passed the city. The heavy winds that slashed through the household was replaced by

with the old couple as they refused to tell them anything about

couldn't get an answer from Rachel, she

help of his father, Jack

carrying

they entered the room, she hesitantly gazed at the drinks that he was holding. He handed her one. "Don't worry. It's just pineapple beer. You won't get

Rachel hesitated still.

Given that Rachel was a lightweight, things didn't

Jack smiled. "We're at home. Even

contains less alcohol. You can check

the bottle only to see

the can in her hands, motioning for her to

Rachel followed.

top floor. The winds were

the face. As Rachel was about to tie it up, he extended his hand. "Give

tried to bundle up

just taken a bath. As his long fingers

once he was

scent. He didn't remember

it was her natural scent that

upon her neck, breathing in the lovely scent. His breath

poison have you given

another sip from the

his hand and said, "Your scent seemed to have poisoned the hell out of me. I couldn't live without it

She snorted.

you were

were things that she

smiled. "I