Stuck in you

Successive shrieks reverberated through the police station.

Rachel didn't meddle. Her cold eyes watched as Jack hit Baron's face with his fist.

The two policemen were stunned for a moment. When they came back to their senses, they hastily walked forward and pulled the two men apart.

"Stop! Stop it!" someone shouted.

Rachel didn't give a damn about what was happening. Her eyes were fixed on Jack.

While the policemen pulled Jack and Baron away from each other,

Rachel turned her gaze to Celine who had been standing on one side.

Celine raised her chin and smiled complacently.

It seemed that she had been waiting for Rachel to look at her, so she could show her victory. But to her dismay, Rachel didn't show any interest at all. She just turned her eyes away indifferently.

Apparently, no matter what she did, she was always nothing to Rachel.

Rachel had never given Celine importance in her life, not even as an opponent. In her heart, Celine didn't deserve any of her attention.

But for Celine, it was the opposite. Every time she had a face to face encounter with Rachel, she felt like facing a bright mirror.

No matter how well she disguised herself, she was always exposed in front of Rachel.

This reality made her feel embarrassed.

After a while, Jack and Baron were finally pulled away from each other by the policemen.

Rachel stood still and stared at Jack.

She had never seen him this so impetuous and angry before.

Wait! Maybe she had.

That was when she broke into the bar to save Eric from Jack.

Jack had also acted the same at that time.

At this moment, Rachel came to understand what she was missing.

When Jack and she were together, they were just like an ordinary couple.

They were sweet and warm, but most of the time, they got along with each other like flat water.

Rachel had witnessed all the changes in Jack since they had been together.

Now, he wasn't as wild and active as he used to be, which made them more suitable for each other.

Rachel had thought about it many times. She wasn't sure if he had changed for himself or he did it to please and suit her.

happy to see

she saw right now

seemed to be working at

everything out, she found herself

every word that

trying to find something that would confirm

excuses for him, but she couldn't even trust

with Celine

that he would never look back

why did he care so much about

felt a

kind of love that she and Jack could never have. Maybe he would also help her in times of trouble, but he would never love her like the way he

few moments later,

had to stay because she needed to give some

better leave. She shouldn't have

was about to leave, Jack came to

gaze because he couldn't

he wanted to say something more, but eventually, he kept quiet. Rachel just nodded lightly and said, "I'll

then turned around and left. Jack wanted to

had just done. There was nothing he could say

choice, all he could do was

coming, so he quickly got out and opened the door for her at the

aura sent chills to the driver's spine for no

making sure that Rachel had already seated suitably, the driver closed the door and went back to the driver's

mirror to check on her. Rachel was sitting quietly with

take the quietness anymore, so he asked in a low voice, "Mrs. Fu, are we going to wait for Mr. Fu, or we will go

"Wait for him."

"Okay."

mood, so the driver

leaned back and slightly raised her head. She

station.

Jack for a long

the police station and crossed the road towards

old man

to give Rachel privacy. Andy asked how Jack was, but she didn't know how to answer

tell him that when she rushed to the

rub her forehead. She felt like she walked into a vicious

"Don't worry, he's fine. Thank you

one to thank you," Andy

someone to talk to. Then Andy added, "Bill is still in a coma. When he wakes up, I will let him personally express his

her, but he insisted, "You don't have to feel embarrassed. Everyone should be grateful to the person who saves his

Andy and Bill,

while, then she said, "Andy, is it okay

"Sure. Will it be okay for you to bring it

a few more words, Rachel