Stuck in you

Rachel remembered the way Holley looked at her on the bus. It was like she was Holley's prey.

Holley stood for a while before saying embarrassingly, "Rachel, please forgive me."

"Huh? What?" Rachel pretended to be in a daze for a short while. She then put on a cold look and said with a faint smile, "It's alright."

Holley deliberately ignored Rachel's coldness and continued to cling on her intimately.

But before she could speak again, Rachel pulled her arm away. The smile on Holley's face froze for a few seconds, and then darkness flashed across her eyes quickly.

However, she acted to feel hurt, so when she raised her head, her eyes filled with tears.

"Rachel,

I'm sorry." Rachel opened her mouth and apologized, "I'm sorry. I just don't like being so close to anyone."

Holley had been ready to act well, but she was interrupted by what Rachel said.

She pulled her hand awkwardly and said, "Sorry, I'm just a little sensitive."

"You don't have to be so cautious," Rachel said. "I don't think you should be ashamed of who you are."

Holley's eyes lit upon hearing Rachel's words. She pursed her lips without saying anything.

Over the past few days, Jack's car had frequently parked in the same location outside the house and stayed there all night.

Even the security guards in the neighborhood were already familiar to him. At first, they were wary of him. But when they found out that he was Rachel's husband, they no longer paid much attention to him. However, they were just curious why he never came in.

They speculated that maybe he was banished by his wife, so he couldn't enter their home.

As what they knew, the real owner of the house was the wife.

She was the beautiful doctor but always wore a cold expression on her face. They knew that she had a husband.

But over the years, they hadn't seen her husband coming in and out of the house.

It was only these past few days that he came here, but he was not going in.

Today, the security guard on duty went and knocked on his car window.

Seeing Jack's car being parked here so early in the morning, he wondered if he had stayed here the whole night. The security guard was afraid that something bad might happen to him inside the car.

When the window was rolled down, the security guard felt relieved. Fortunately, the person inside the car was alright.

Jack stared at him coldly. His fingers were tapping on the steering wheel.

security said politely, "Mr. Fu, I am so sorry, but this is a no-parking

his lips and rubbed his forehead. After hesitating for a moment,

needed to enter

villa, he saw a pair of men's shoes in

a few more steps, he accidentally

a familiar snore. His mouth slightly twitched

man lying on the sofa with one hand on the floor. The center table was full of empty snack

If Rachel would see this, he wondered how she would react. She would probably throw Eric outside the

like a king in Rachel's house while she

He then poked Eric's head with it as he

too drunk to wake

but Eric still didn't open his eyes.

for several days, and the

get up, Jack had intended

that Eric heard him and just

he knew how to

wouldn't work anymore, so Jack leaned over and gave him a hard push. Then he whispered, "Get up, Eric. Rachel is coming

an instant and opened his eyes in a trance. Although it was

the trash on the table

arms

Eric finished taking all the trash from the

Jack, who was standing leisurely

for a moment and later realized that Jack had once

thought inwardly. He was

accept what had just happened, so he stood up and

shouted angrily while waving his fist,

was tall and strong, but his fist was as soft

Eric could throw another punch, Jack had already taken control

same size, but Jack was way

so he decided to use

was able to free his hand from Jack's grip using some sort of

wasn't interested in Eric's fighting

could easily beat Eric even

Jack sourly pushed Eric and pressed him on the wall, saying lazily, "Stop it.

said angered

However, he just looked like a farce in Jack's

as Jack loosened his grip, Eric seized the opportunity and ran away. Gnashing his teeth in

morning

nape and cursed in a low voice,