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.

"Mr. Fu, I am so sorry, but

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

he needed to enter the house

a pair of men's shoes in

door behind him and looked around the house. After taking a few more

he heard a familiar snore.

hand on the floor. The center table was full of empty snack

he wondered how she would react. She would probably throw Eric outside the house in an

lived like a king in Rachel's house while

walked over and picked up an empty bottle. He then

Eric was too drunk to

open his eyes. Instead, he pulled a throw pillow and

for several days, and the house was

get up, Jack had intended to use his

that Eric heard him and just turned a deaf ear

knew how to deal with this

him up with the ice cubes wouldn't work anymore, so Jack leaned over and gave him a hard push. Then he whispered,

was

swept all the trash on the table with his two

calmly, with arms crossed in front of his

the trash from the table, he looked

Jack, who was standing leisurely in front

and later realized that

Eric thought inwardly. He was so

so he stood up and

waving his

soft as

punch, Jack had already taken control of

size, but Jack was way stronger, so he was able to press

time, Eric boiled in anger, so he decided to use the fighting skills he had

grip using some sort of tricks. He then started to show

Jack wasn't interested in Eric's fighting skills

beat Eric even if he wouldn't use any fighting

and pressed him on the wall, saying

Jack said angered

hands. However, he just looked like a farce

the opportunity and ran away. Gnashing his teeth in rage,

here this early morning

and cursed in a low voice, "Fuck! If I die