Stuck in you

Rachel stopped. She saw that Jack had already placed his hand on Celine's shoulder. From the looks of it, it seemed that Celine was leaning even closer into his arms.

But Jack didn't even avoid her. In fact, he was just standing quietly as if he was mesmerized by her appearance.

Her heart ached at the sight.

Without hesitation, Rachel strode over towards the enclosed space. The lawyer stayed right where he was. He didn't even know what to do.

He didn't know if he should leave the three to talk to each other or stay just in case something might happen.

Rachel moved steadily.

She was so closed to the balcony door, but the two still hadn't noticed her.

Perhaps it was because of the fact that they were too engrossed with each other's presence. Or it could also be because of the lightness of her footsteps that they didn't notice her.

Rachel raised her hand and knocked on the door.

They turned their heads at the same time, paling at the sight. They looked like a pair of deer caught in the headlight.

It felt like this was scene ripped off from some telenovela. It was as if she was the villain who had caught sight of the hero and the heroine. She clenched her fists.

Rachel had remembered what she had said to Celine, believing that the woman in front of her wouldn't be an obstacle in her marriage. Now, it seemed that she made a bigger fool of herself.

At the sight, Celine took a step back subconsciously, but she didn't leave Jack's arms.

Jack shoved her away a little bit. When he saw Rachel standing in front of them, panic flashed in his eyes. "How did you..."

Before he could finish what he was trying to say, Rachel smiled and waved the light purple purse up in the air.

"I got Miss Duan's stuff by mistake. I heard that you were here, so I came to give this back," she replied.

Although Rachel was calm, Jack's heart was doing backflips at the sight of the purse.

"You..." He couldn't even say another word.

Everything flashed back in his mind as he felt his mouth go dry at the sight of his wife before him.

Rachel was not in the mood to listen to his explanation. They could go home and talk about it, but there was no need to talk about it in front of Celine.

Besides, she wasn't going to give that woman the satisfaction of seeing her so pathetic after what Jack had done.

The corners of her lips lifted up. "Let's talk about it when we get back."

Jack restrained himself and allowed his eyes to gaze at Celine for a moment. He pursed his lips and kept silent.

Celine stared at Rachel and asked,

Why do you have

as if she didn't catch them together. She glanced

think I can

agitation, Celine as

to change the subject. "Why are

breath, restraining herself from slapping him in the face. How

mistress, and that

Wu. I

go to the

at Jack's curious face and her hands clenched

under

left their home in the

she had left, he

found that

she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. How could Rachel be so kind-hearted? She actually walked over just to give these back to her. Celine stared at

her hand, she tensed. She felt as if

the purse to Celine herself was because she wanted to find out whether Jack was accompanying his ex. It

all the emotions running through her mind. She turned to Jack. "Well?" she demanded. "Have you solved

"It's fine now. We

this good opportunity come to pass.

two of them turned to look

ignoring Rachel completely. Instead, Celine stared at the man shakily. "What about me? What will happen

He shrugged. "The lawyer will deal with it. You don't

It felt as if she was being suffocated the more she stood with them. She waved her hand. "Just take your

time as he ran

Celine smirked.

she stared at him

she threw his hand off her, he threw his hands up exasperatedly. "Don't be like

words had just pulled

Rachel whirled towards him. She clenched her jaw. "Don't be like

he felt as if someone was

he whispered, trying to reach out for her arm. She avoided

talking?" Rachel said in faux innocence

"I didn't mean that."

might cause more problems between the couple if he

tried her best to control her emotions. "Don't

"Rachel, I just..."

explain yourself anymore. You told me back then that she used

I even had to go over here and witness

lowering her voice to a whisper. "The least you can do is respect me.

a suitable wife in