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."

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

nodded his head at

pulled out the empty chair next

Shen. And this is my schoolmate, William

said, "It's

table and handed them the menu. In truth,

observed the three unsuspecting people enjoying their dinner and

long, Jack received a

full image loaded up on his phone screen, the person who sent

person to continue, but if there were any journalists tracking, the man had strict orders

"Yes, sir!"

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

tapped on the photo again to enlarge it. Suddenly,

tapped on the phone screen with his fingers and

message, "I heard that Lea is leaving

to each other, Rachel could hardly be seen from that shooting angle as she

in the photograph that was

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

waiting for Henry's response. Although he couldn't get the satisfaction he

even a single word from

couldn't keep his calm any long. Blinded by rage, he called Jack

snickering

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

glanced at his watch slowly to check the time. It would take Henry,

time, Jack gave him the address and got off

go there at once. No man could bear to see his significant other

without a doubt, that Henry would go to find them

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

of the

effortlessly. He was in a

friend worked for a highly innovative literary

person who works for a literary magazine. There's something in his body language that doesn't

person. The serious

talkative and engaging if

didn't make it sound like a big deal at the time. Instead, he told them something funny and interesting from his past interviews. But

who was a good listener, tuned in

the topic of conversation. He talked about the dangerous situations he encountered during his visit to a

engrossed in the conversation that she didn't even notice when Henry

they attentively listened to William's riveting tales of journalistic