Stuck in you

Rachel maintained a calm and composed demeanor, even though deep down in her heart, she was all ears when it came to Lea's opinions in many aspects.

As such, before making a decision, it was almost imperative for Rachel to consider Lea's advice.

Although Jack had no idea about this whatsoever, he was quick enough to notice that Lea was obviously someone very important to Rachel.

Immediately, he knew that he would have to do something to weaken Lea's place in Rachel's heart. He would have to come up with something to keep Lea away to diminish her presence in Rachel's personal life.

While they were having some drinks, Lea suddenly sneezed so violently she almost fell off the chair. She sniffled and blew her nose on a handkerchief she produced from her pocket. "I wonder which bastard is cursing me."

Rachel said, "It's actually quite chilly in here and perhaps you're just having trouble adjusting to the weather."

"I think someone is cursing me."

"Oh my God! No one is cursing you!" Lea sneezed again, almost immediately after Rachel uttered the last word of her sentence.

Despite knowing what happened between Lea and Henry, Rachel still couldn't calm her restless heart.

Moreover, she felt horrible because the burden of keeping such a big secret from Lea was starting to weigh down on her.

Lost in her own thoughts, Rachel didn't hear Lea when she said, "A friend of mine will be joining us for dinner."

"Okay," Rachel responded perfunctorily, in a half-hearted manner.

They had been sitting silently for a while before a waiter walked up to their table with the menu in his hands.

When Lea refused, gesturing at the waiter with her hand, Rachel looked at her with a stunned expression and asked, "What are we waiting for?"

One would have imagined that Lea would choose some place other than a fancy French restaurant. After all, she was a frequent traveler to France.

Most importantly, she always said that she was bored of all the French cuisine.

Then what were they doing here?

The puzzled expression on Rachel's face was too obvious. Lea leaned over the table in front of Rachel and whispered, "My friend picked this place. If you want to get something else, we can find another restaurant."

Lea wasn't particularly interested in French cuisine anyway. Just as Rachel was about to ask Lea about her friend,

she saw Lea's eyes light up as she waved at someone with a big smile on her face.

Taken by curiosity, Rachel turned around and saw a man in a tight-fitted shirt walking towards them.

The man had a tall stature with a handsome and calm face. When he stopped at their table, Lea asked him to sit down.

He looked at both women and sincerely said, "Sorry for being late."

reason, Lea couldn't stop smiling. "No,

his

greeting Rachel, the man pulled out the empty chair next to Rachel

my schoolmate, William Su," said Lea, politely

responded with a smile and said,

came to their table and handed them the menu. In truth, Rachel had no idea

the dark observed the three unsuspecting people

Jack received a photo on

phone screen, the person who sent it to

the person to continue, but if there were

"Yes, sir!"

desk and continued his work. After tapping on the keyboard for a while, he

tapped on the photo again to enlarge it. Suddenly, a guileful smile appeared on his

on the phone screen with his fingers and forwarded

message, "I heard that

Rachel could hardly be seen from that shooting angle

were clearly visible in

and still there was still no word from Henry. He asked his man to take another photo and sent

Henry's response. Although he couldn't get the satisfaction he had been hoping for, Jack was sure that his

minutes had passed without even a single

called Jack

couldn't help snickering

anything, Henry cut him short. "Where are they? You'd better fucking

would

wasting another second of Henry's time, Jack gave him the address and got off

No man could bear to

a doubt, that Henry would go to

leaving tomorrow, he would have to act quickly and decisively, if he really wanted to

was of the

wife effortlessly.

a highly innovative literary

doesn't look like a person who works for a literary magazine. There's something in his

only say so much about a person. The serious and silent demeanor William Su tried to portray was far from his

could be very talkative and engaging if the

deal at the time. Instead, he told them something

good listener, tuned in with great

good at controlling the topic of conversation. He talked about

engrossed in the conversation that

as they attentively listened to William's riveting tales