Stuck in you

Chapter 230 I'm Sorry

The curled up quilt on the bed slightly moved. He saw out of the corner of his eye that Rachel sat up.

Her long, black hair fell down her shoulders. It caressed her snow-white skin, making her look like a goddess. Her eyes were her best feature. At present, it was shining like the stars.

A slight frown appeared on her face. She was displeased at being awakened.

Shock was written all over his face. Blinking his eyes, he asked, "Were you sleeping?"

Rachel's glance went on him. She snapped, "What else should I be doing at this hour?"

Why couldn't she sleep? Did he want her to stay awake for him?

After pondering over it for a while, Jack asked again, "You have been sleeping all this while?"

How could she sleep! How could anyone sleep when they were mentally disturbed?

Jack was confused and didn't know how to react. Anyway, before he could say something, Rachel spoke. "Turn off the light please. You may not want to sleep but I am quite sleepy."

His expression changed immediately. He took off his coat and said, "I want to sleep. What makes you think otherwise?"

When Rachel was about to yawn, Jack raised his hand to take off his clothes. Her reaction changed and now she seemed alert.

She looked at him straight in the eyes and warned, "Don't tell me you plan on sleeping without taking a shower!"

From his actions, it looked like he would jump into bed any second. And if he did it, she wouldn't think twice before kicking him off.

"Don't be hasty with your judgment. I am taking off my clothes to take a shower."

Rachel slightly lifted the corners of her mouth. Feigning a fake smile, she nodded her head and said, "In that case, alright."

She let out a yawn and fell back in the bed.

Jack, on the other hand, went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Turning on the faucet, he let the warm water flow through his strong body.

His deep black eyes stared into the empty walls. In the state of seclusion, he replayed the scene that had happened in the bedroom. Something was wrong with Rachel's behavior.

His eyes were full of unpredictable emotions. His earlier emotion of embarrassment and panic had disappeared.

Rachel lay on her side. Like him, she too was deep in thoughts. She wasn't so heartless to fall asleep. Her heart was brimming with rage and nobody could fall asleep in such a state.

Jack remained in the washroom for what felt like hours. He wasn't in a hurry to confront her.

Rachel was waiting for an explanation. She wanted him to pour his heart out and dispel all the anxiety she was going through.

Patiently, she waited for his arrival.

Looking at the clock, she realized half an hour had passed!

deeper. She turned off the lights and lay

knock on the door, Rachel cast a glance at the direction of the

expecting me to call him in? If so, he shall remain there forever. No such

care

her surprise, after a while,

wafted in the air. In spite of her anger, she found some

didn't

didn't touch her and there was barrier between them. Internally,

had

was best for him to

If he did, he would have told her as

to suppress both her anger and sorrow. Her

lying on her side and didn't move. And during this hard time, she prayed for sleep to provide her with

Jack into believing she

an inch closer to her and let out a sigh. The

her

apologized. His voice came

when Rachel thought things couldn't get worse, he had made her angrier. His sorry proved he was guilty. There was no confession, instead he accepted he had made

drop of tear,

whole night. Her thoughts were a mess. Again and again, she wondered the

for a whole night,

hadn't

anger whereas the

had an invisible barrier between them

this worry, Jack too didn't sleep well. When he woke up

quilt, got up and walked

Somehow it made Jack feel a lot better. He tiptoed into the kitchen and

Rachel was in a mood to make breakfast, then chances were she had

he embraced her from behind, leaning on her cheek. He took a deep breath, and the fragrance of omelet filled his

now he hadn't realized how

by his actions.

this position for a while, Jack said, "Well... like you said, our

but made

turner in her hand, carefully

she still mad at me?' Jack couldn't help but

waist, and gently kissed her on the back

motionless body began to shake vigorously. Her white jade like ears turned crimson

at the man who had dared to behave so

darkened and his Adam's apple protruded a little. With a slight smile, he lowered

sorry. It's all my

hand that was holding the pancake turner paused. She lifted the corner of her mouth slightly, but

pry his hands off her body and said, "Just let go of me. Why

his

his nose and said,

eyes fell on his bruises. "Doesn't it hurt?" she

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