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."

smiling. "No, we were early. There's no

nodded his head at

pulled out the empty chair next to Rachel

my schoolmate, William Su," said Lea, politely introducing them to

with a smile and said, "It's very

the menu. In truth, Rachel had no

observed the three unsuspecting people enjoying their dinner and secretly took

a photo

full image loaded up on his phone screen, the person who sent it to him, simple wrote, "No suspicious tracking

quickly and asked the person to continue, but if there were

"Yes, sir!"

on his desk and continued his work. After

and tapped on the photo again to enlarge it. Suddenly, a

phone screen with his fingers and forwarded it

photo was sent with a message, "I heard

could hardly be seen from that shooting angle as

the end, only Lea and the tall man were clearly visible in the photograph that

still no word from Henry. He asked his man to take

the satisfaction he had been hoping for, Jack was sure

without even a single word from Henry, Jack posted the third

Blinded by rage, he called Jack immediately and almost growled at the phone. "What the hell do you want from

couldn't help snickering like a

him short. "Where are they? You'd better fucking tell me right

his watch slowly to check the time. It would take

wasting another second of Henry's time, Jack gave

go there at once. No man could bear to see his significant other in the company of another

Henry would go

was leaving tomorrow, he would have to act quickly and decisively,

of

his wife effortlessly. He was in a good mood, waiting

for a highly innovative

look like a person who works for a literary magazine. There's something in his body language that doesn't seem to fit

and image couldn't only say so much about a person. The serious and silent demeanor William

could be very talkative and engaging if the topics were

something funny and interesting from his

listener,

very good at controlling the topic of conversation. He talked about the dangerous situations he encountered

conversation that

as they attentively listened to William's riveting