Stuck in you

Jack had asked Michael to take his cat back.

Michael had mentioned how the cat would keep scratching the door while screaming at midnight.

He had been on the verge of breaking down. Jack had asked him why he had decided to raise a cat. Michael had told him that the cat was a woman's and he was courting her.

She had been out of town on a business trip, so Michael had offered to take care of the cat for her.

Jack had chuckled at his idiotic friend's plight.

Rachel burst out in laughter after hearing Jack's comment. She was laughing so heartily that he could not help but stare at how beautiful she looked when she was laughing.

"Is it so funny?" Jack asked.

Rachel imagined how furious Michael got every time the cat would scratch at his door while he was peacefully drifting into sleep.

"No, it's not. I think the cat is really cute," she said while she was ironically trying to hide her laughter.

"Wait a minute. Rachel, do you like cats?" Jack interrupted.

Of course, Rachel didn't particularly like cats.

She just said that because of how Jack had been describing the cat. But she never said that she had no interest in raising pets.

She only said that cats were cute because she wanted to see how Jack would react. It was the perfect setup to trick him and see how far he would go.

Rachel tilted her head and acted like she was thinking about it. She even made the "Hmm" sound, to make it more believable.

"Rachel, please don't tell me you like cats too," said Jack.

"Maybe, what about you?"

Jack's smile immediately turned into a frown. When it dawned on him that Rachel might really like the furry little creature, he felt distressed.

He had zero interest in pets, let alone raising them. He tried to play it cool so Rachel wouldn't notice that he was worried.

Albeit reluctantly, he told her, "If you want, maybe we can get one."

Rachel was surprised. She didn't realize her plan would go this well. Who knew that she could easily manipulate Jack like this? "Do you really mean that?"

Jack gave up. His feelings for Rachel were stronger than his convictions. If she was truly adamant in having one of these things, he would force himself to endure having one around the house. Besides, it was normal for girls to like soft and furry little creatures.

"Yes, I mean it," he conceded. Jack sighed as soon as he said that, but Rachel would be so happy, and he thought it was worth it.

However, he didn't expect that Rachel would burst into laughter again. "You don't want to raise a cat! It's written all over your face, Jack. Why would you debase yourself like that?"

whole life, but what he said next surprised Rachel even more. "It depends on

you hated it, you would despise

be okay with it. I mean I don't

smile. She didn't want Jack to see that she

hand. "If you want, we

seriously, Jack. Have you ever seen me keep one of

to hear what she had just said. After all, she did look like she was really interested. However, it was clear to him

she spent

Rachel really was just trying to see how he would react or

with several ideas. The look on his eyes was all the evidence that Rachel needed to tell that he was plotting something

of how much he was staring at her. "What's wrong?" she

straight face. Jack had already decided that he would go through with his plan. "I'll come back later

"And then what?"

pet stores. We'll drop

I really don't

Jack chose to

I like?' She kept thinking for over

never really built a habit of keeping pets. Now that she was thinking about it, she realized that she had led a completely dull

phone call and left in a

left, Rachel began to arrange

put her clothes into his wardrobe and arranged

the wardrobe, she found that all his pillow covers and blanket had

been there before were now replaced

to her. They were the same as the ones she was using in her house. Jack's meticulousness was

expected that he had at least restocked

she needed to buy. Since she came here in order to take care of Jack's surprisingly fragile stomach, she needed to carefully buy the ingredients and

he

all he got was gastritis. For the president of MK Group, he was

other hand, was

get off work early. He was invited to a party this evening, but Jack did not

so he asked

everyone noticed that he was distracted and restless.

clearly distracted that

the boss fell in love, he had changed a lot. Perhaps it was

when Jack was with Celine for a long time. But now he was acting like a teenage boy who was head over

to urge him to focus. He repeatedly

cleared

handed his notebook to Jack. He whispered to Jack what they had been talking about all this time. Jack was still a little dazed so he opened the notebook and read what Austin had jotted

associates stared at each other in dismay. They thought that the

secretary's notes. After he was done, he