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.

Fu, I am so sorry, but this

After hesitating for a moment, he started the car

seemed that he needed to enter the house

villa, he saw a pair of men's

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

a familiar snore. His mouth slightly twitched as he looked

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

wondered how

like a king in Rachel's

He then poked Eric's

was too drunk to

had already raised his voice, but Eric still didn't open his

days, and the house was in

he wouldn't get up, Jack had intended to

heard him and just turned

knew how to

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

a trance. Although it was

all the trash on the table with his two

calmly, with arms crossed in front of

Eric finished taking all the trash from the table, he

only then that he noticed Jack, who was standing leisurely in front

was stunned for a moment and later realized that Jack had once again fooled

He was so irritated by

so

shouted angrily while waving his

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

Jack had already taken control

was way stronger, so he was

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

some sort of tricks. He then started to

Jack wasn't interested in Eric's fighting

beat Eric even if he wouldn't use

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

said angered

bare hands. However, he just

his grip, Eric seized the opportunity and ran away. Gnashing his teeth in rage, he

early morning just to wake

and cursed in a low voice, "Fuck! If