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!

turned off the lights and lay

the door, Rachel cast a glance at the direction of the door.

in? If so, he shall remain there forever. No such thing

she couldn't care less about

surprise, after a while, Jack opened

smell of body wash wafted in the air. In spite of her

asleep and didn't move an inch. Jack too

touch her and there was barrier between them. Internally, she admonished herself for expecting an explanation from

mood had turned

him to be quiet

certain he didn't have anything to explain! If he did, he would have told her as soon

anger and sorrow. Her

and didn't move. And during this hard time, she prayed for

Jack into believing she

sigh. The sigh

bed sheet beneath her like it was her sole

apologized. His

had made her angrier. His sorry proved

emotions, at this moment, were all turned into a drop of tear, slowly sliding down from her bright eyes and seeping into the pillow

Again

a whole night, but she still couldn't figure

hadn't

engulfed by anger whereas the other worried about

them

he woke up the next day, he found that the

lifted the quilt, got up and walked out

it made Jack feel a lot better. He tiptoed

Rachel was in a mood to make breakfast, then

decided to take risk. With arms wide open, he embraced her from behind, leaning on her cheek. He took a deep breath, and the fragrance of omelet filled

now he hadn't realized

by his actions. She was neither surprised nor

remaining in this position for a while, Jack said, "Well... like you said, our kitchen should be renovated. Or we can move

made no effort

pancake turner in her hand, carefully working on

mad at me?' Jack couldn't help

arms around her slender waist, and gently

motionless body began to shake vigorously. Her

man who had dared to behave so shamelessly.

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

sorry. It's

turner paused. She lifted the corner of her

"Just let go of me. Why do you cling

his hand

his nose and said, "No...

his bruises. "Doesn't it hurt?" she

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