Stuck in you

In Eric's eyes, Jack was the worst choice for Rachel. Although he seemed to have changed a lot these days, in Eric's mind, it was just not enough to become Rachel's husband.

Rachel had been with the wrong man so many years. Eric decided to keep an eye on her so that she wouldn't be deceived by Jack.

A sound suddenly interrupted his personal reflection. He was sure that it was Rachel and he suddenly felt anxious for no reason.

He thought that if he would stop speaking, nothing could make her angry again.

"Eric!" Rachel called out to him. Her voice sounded cold and it came from behind him. He turned his head towards her and looked embarrassed. "What's the matter?"

"Do you want to hang out?"

"What? Really?"

"Why do you look so surprised? Go get changed and we'll go shopping," she said in an almost commanding tone of voice mixed with a slight jest.

Eric stood up filled with excitement like a little boy and hurried up the stairs. After a few steps up, he suddenly paused and turned to her once more. His face looked gloomy and sad. "I...uh..." He scratched his chin briefly as he stammered. He then raised a hand to touch the edge of wound on his forehead.

There was a look of worry on Eric's face. His eyes were suddenly filled with anxiety and sadness. Rachel fully understood what he meant and what he was thinking. She took a deep breath and smiled at him. "You look handsome! Are you afraid to be seen by other people? They won't bite you, you know."

She walked slowly towards Eric and gently poked his face. "You don't even need to wear a hat. Just change your clothes. I'll wait for you outside."

"Rachel..." He was filled with anxiety. He hesitated and could not bring himself to agree with her.

"Don't be ashamed of it. Instead, you should be proud of it. It's considered a badge of honor for you."

She gently stroked the scar with the tip of her soft finger affectionately. Eric turned to her with an inquiring look. "Honor?" he asked softly.

"You got this from doing boldly what is righteous. And you almost lost your own life in the process. There is no reason to feel bad about it at all," Rachel explained patiently.

Eric grinned at her.

Boys of his age prefer to show off their beauty in public and feel good to be admired for it. Thus, his mind was filled with how a scar on his forehead completely ruined his good looks.

He went up as Rachel said to change his clothes. Once he was done changing, he took a hat and slowly placed it on his head like the finishing touch on a masterpiece artwork. He then took pictures of himself so he could check how good...or how bad...he looked.

Rachel sat in the car and waited patiently for Eric. She turned to him as he approached the car. She shook her head with a faint smile on her lips. She thought that he was still too young and childish.

He opened the door and got into the car enthusiastically. "Come on, Rachel. Let's go!" he urged with a mischievous smile.

He was like a child who couldn't wait to leave for the mall.

have completely

Rachel made a list of things that they needed to buy and

It was then that she realized that his life was as

last car on the lane. She stopped completely and then leaned her head against the window and watched what went on outside. The

was immediately

immediately interrupted by the loud honking

about, Rachel? The road is clear

steering wheel tightly, started up the car and gently stepped on the gas pedal. "Okay, here we go,"

the car as soon as they finished parking. Eric still looked worried as he kept fixing his hat. He only started to look relieved when he

how he looked, he turned to her and said, "Okay,

they entered and he found the air inside the shopping mall to be fresh and to his liking. He brought out Rachel's shopping list and looked at it. "So, we need to go and buy all of these food ingredients first?" he

She took the list from his hand and checked the items that she listed. "Let's

wearing and looked confused. "I have enough clothes already. I don't need to buy new

with him. "But none of them looks

mostly biased towards specific fashion styles. Some even looked exaggerated and it made them look deviant

to complain because she disliked how his

the elevator to

went from one shop to the next, looking for one that had what she

guide approached them with a big smile on her face. "Hello, welcome to our

greeting by nodding politely at her. She then turned to Eric and asked in a soft voice, "Do you want to pick the clothes you want or do you prefer that I pick them

you can give me

"Okay. Sure."

to him and inspected it. He was discussing the shirt with Rachel when their conversation was interrupted by

dress that stood a few feet from behind them. Her sunglasses hung low on her face to allow her eyes a clear view of Eric. She looked like she wasn't sure if

slowly, her high-heeled shoes clacking on the tiled floor. "It's really you! Where have you been? I haven't seen you in a long

to Rachel for a moment. "Yes,

are you so busy with? You don't even come to the company anymore," the woman complained with a

really can't tell you that right

not? Are you involved

woman's comments. "What are you talking about? That's

to Eric. She completely ignored Rachel and just talked with Eric as if Rachel was

angry," Eric replied flatly. He looked impatient as he felt that he shouldn't waste any more time talking to her. He turned to Rachel and handed the shirt to the shopping guide. "We need

are you going? It is rare for us to meet completely by chance. Why don't we go someplace to sit

nothing else to talk about. Let's just meet

are you even like that?" But Eric simply ignored her and walked away from that area of the shop

was going on. They all watched the two women and the man as the