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.

am so sorry, but this is a no-parking

his lips and rubbed his forehead. After hesitating for a moment, he started the car

seemed that he needed to enter

he saw a pair of men's shoes in

behind him and looked around the house. After taking a few more steps, he accidentally

he heard a familiar snore. His

on the sofa with one hand on the floor. The center table was full of empty snack pouches and bottles

he wondered how she would react. She

king in

and picked up an empty bottle. He then poked Eric's head with it as he said, "Eric,

was too drunk

Eric still didn't open his

and the house was

he wouldn't get up, Jack had intended to use his

believed that Eric heard him and just turned a deaf ear

knew how to

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

in a trance. Although it was obvious that he wasn't fully awake yet, he pushed Jack and hurriedly cleaned up

the trash on the table with

with arms crossed in front of his

finished taking all the trash from the

then that he noticed Jack, who

moment and later realized that Jack had once again fooled

inwardly. He was so

so he stood up and rushed towards

his fist, "Fuck!

was tall and strong, but his fist was as soft as cotton, so Jack was

another punch, Jack had already taken

same size, but Jack was way stronger, so he

so he decided to use the fighting skills

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

Jack wasn't interested in

even if he wouldn't use any

the wall, saying lazily, "Stop it. I don't want to

said angered Eric

to smash Jack with his bare hands. However,

loosened his grip, Eric seized the opportunity and ran away. Gnashing his

here this early morning just to

low voice, "Fuck! If I die today,