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.

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

been in such a daze that she didn't even realize that she was already peeling

she brought home

up in the Fu family. Although she was a bit dull, she was better than

Tracy

washing the fruits while Tracy was still in

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

with thousands of stars

heavy winds that slashed through the household was replaced by a steady breeze, rustling bushes and twigs as

and Rachel tried to deal with the old couple

get an answer from

help of his father, Jack

upstairs, carrying two bottles of drinks in

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.

Rachel hesitated still.

relationship. Given that Rachel was a lightweight, things

at home. Even

You

to

can in her hands,

Rachel followed.

floor. The winds were

face. As Rachel was about to tie it up, he

leaned over and tried to bundle up

long fingers ran through her locks, the exquisite scent entered his

once he

to get a hold of her scent. He didn't remember her having any products

her natural scent that lured

but lower his head upon her neck, breathing in the lovely scent. His

have you given me?" he

sip from the

like the night 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

"I learned