Stuck in you

Austin exited Jack's office after the conversation.

Jack looked blankly at his computer screen. A pen spun atop his slender fingers.

Austin had aired his observation. For the past two days, he appeared to be slacking off at work. Jack was chagrined to realize he committed mistakes.

The man had never allowed his business to suffer before. Definitely not for any private matters.

He prided himself of his discipline in drawing a line between his public and private interests. He didn't expect that he would bend his self-imposed rules by falling in love with Rachel.

In the meeting earlier, Rachel had sent him a message asking what he wanted for dinner.

Ignoring his subordinates, he had chatted with her with a dash of excitement, the meeting totally forgotten.

The pen finally stopped, and Jack, who was thinking for a long time, finally made a decision.

What Austin stated was totally justifiable. He had allowed his emotions to override his reasons. He needed to strengthen his resolve and separate public affairs from personal ones.

After working hours, Jack drove back without waiting for news from Rachel.

The rain fell steadily without let up since morning. Alongside the road, leaves drooped under the weight of the droplets, adding a striking color to the foggy weather.

His piled up work and health condition put him in a consistently bad mood lately. He was only in a good mood if Rachel was beside him, but because of work, he couldn't accompany her often.

He needed to squeeze out time from his busy schedule if he wanted to spend time with her.

Although Rachel didn't know what he had done, it didn't matter.

It was a good thing to get the snail slowly come out of its shell. From being wary of him, she was now willing to come closer to him.

They were barely making any progress. But now, it was getting much better.

Jack felt intensely happy when he reached his apartment. His eyes were fixed on the brightly lit window.

He clearly knew that from the day Rachel moved in, the light in his house would always be on.

Rachel did nothing for the whole day. Jack was a neat freak and had stringent conditions with the housekeepers.

In particular, they had to clean up and kept things in order. His obsession with cleanliness warranted that every corner was flawlessly swept, dusted, and scrubbed.

They all observed the rules. Basically, a housekeeper was scheduled to do the cleaning once every two days.

Although the house looked cold and cheerless, there was never a trace of dust or grime.

As a result, Rachel did not need to clean anything except for her own mess when she decided to cook.

a hurry. She walked around in the morning and

woken up by a phone call and found out that

here to supervise her

so embarrassed with herself that she planned Jack’s dietary plan for the

even consulted with one of her previous schoolmates, who was a

she didn’t notice the time. When she received a phone call from Jack, he was already at the

follow the plan down to a tee. The most important thing is to have a good rest, pay close attention to avoiding the irritating food, and just take good

for a while longer and the nutritionist discovered that Rachel was customizing the

more questions, and when she learned that it was designed for a man,

who the lucky guy was

so much attention and detail to every meal, there would be no better care for the

heart major and not

interrogation and was about to find an excuse to say goodbye. Then, Jack came

under the pretext of

talked via Internet, Rachel was afraid that

only way out was to dodge her questions

landed at the doorway, he paused and waited for Rachel to open up instead of

heard the door being

stood at the door and welcomed

at the moment. A wave of

could ponder about it further, Jack yanked her in his arms and kissed her

she could make any reaction, she was lead into the house by Jack. When the door shut, she came to

you frightened?"

soon as the door opened, she was seized and kissed by a man. Her

"I almost slapped you!"

"No way!"

not? I thought I opened the door to

The house felt a little different because of

table, and another pair of

for a day, but so much had

tidying up the table. "Do you want to go to

beside her and took a peek at her notes. "Are you going to

looked at her watch, it was only six in the evening. It was still early in summer, but the skies were dark with all the

"Then let's go!"

and took a quick change of

of the apartment

had subsided. The street lamps were lit, casting a glow

an unfamiliar English song. Soft melodies

and hummed in a low voice while Jack

long after, they arrived at the mall. Moving within the stalls, Jack was in charge of pushing the cart, while