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.

she was happy to see

saw right now seemed to be

brain seemed to be working

everything out, she found herself

every word that

find something that would confirm why he had

to make excuses for him, but she couldn't even trust her

with Celine because there was really

never look back to Celine. However,

why did he care so much about

a sense of

could never have. Maybe he would also help her in times of trouble,

few moments later,

had to stay because she needed to give some statements

if Jack also wanted to stay, but she didn't care anymore. She had better leave. She shouldn't have come here in the

Jack came

because he couldn't look into Rachel's

eventually, he kept quiet. Rachel just nodded lightly

then turned around and left. Jack wanted to stop her, but he

done. There was nothing he could say to justify his

choice, all he could do

coming, so he quickly got out

aura sent chills to the driver's spine for

had already seated suitably, the driver

check on her. Rachel was sitting quietly with a gentle look on her

in a low voice, "Mrs. Fu, are we going to wait for Mr. Fu,

"Wait for him."

"Okay."

be in a bad mood, so the driver didn't

slightly raised her head. She looked

road across the police station. The station

waited for Jack for

the police station and

Andy. She had just met this old man for the first time, but he had been

to give Rachel privacy. Andy asked how Jack was, but

she tell him that when she rushed to the police station, she saw her husband fighting for another

felt like she walked into a vicious circle and couldn't

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

should be the one to thank you,"

to talk to. Then Andy added, "Bill is still in a coma.

politeness. She said it wasn't necessary to thank her, but he insisted, "You don't have to feel embarrassed.

Andy and Bill, but she could feel

she said, "Andy, is it okay if I return

Will it be okay for you to bring it here? I can send

more words, Rachel