Stuck in you

Now, the men were all busy. They didn't hire a chef because they wanted to cook for the birthday celebrant by themselves.

It was their way of showing their sincerity.

The women also offered to help. They tried their best to slice the meat properly, in fear of being despised.

However, they were really not good at cutting meat. All of a sudden, Frank came over and saw the meat in different shapes and sizes. He exclaimed, "What the hell are you doing?"

The woman with the knife blushed and pouted, "We all can't do it."

As a mean man, Frank always said whatever he wanted to say. So when he examined the meat in the plate carefully and realized that it was such a failure, he said angrily, "Why can't you slice it well? Haven't you even thought of checking Google for a proper way?"

For him, what he said was just normal. He didn't care if it could hurt someone. But since women are sensitive in nature, tears welled up from the woman's eyes after hearing what he said.

Rachel heard the woman's cry.

Johnny, who was enjoying a slice of cake, stretched his neck to see why there seemed to be a commotion. He then came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

When the woman saw that he was approaching, she swiftly turned around and wiped the tears on her face.

There were also several women around and comforting her. Johnny noticed that Frank was with the women, so he asked again, "What's going on here? Did Frank bully any of you?"

"No, I didn't!" Frank was too quick to answer. He then turned around and pulled Johnny to the corner. He whispered something into his ear.

Jack noticed that Rachel was also there, so he said in a low voice, "It's smelly here. You better stay far away."

He was the one in charge of cooking.

Thus, everyone volunteered to help him in the kitchen.

Rachel moved closer to him and whispered, "I'm a little surprised."

Although she didn't seem to mind, Jack moved to the other side so that her clothes wouldn't get wet by the splashing water from the faucet.

He then asked, "Surprised of what?"

"I can't believe that you are playing with these kids," she replied with a smile.

Jack didn't know whether to laugh or to get angry. He reminded her, "The youngest of these people you call children is twenty years old, and the oldest is one year older than you."

Rachel watched him put the fish in a basin to wash it, and said, "It doesn't matter. For me, they are just kids."

smile on

somehow felt bad. It was undeniable that he was indeed older than

in her early twenties, so she was still active and lively, just like these

heart. He subconsciously stopped what he was doing. Rachel waved her hand in front of him and asked, "Hey? What are

almost smashed the fish in his hand. He put it back to

mind if you're old. Besides, your age is

the inexplicable jealousy in

turned to her, raised his smelly hand, and said, "Come

up to him and asked,

of a sudden, he

stepped back. She looked around nervously as if afraid that someone had seen them. When she didn't see anyone

wasn't used to showing such kind of intimacy in front of

Jack did. But she didn't know that Marcus, who was standing not far away, witnessed their romantic

help thinking that Jack was like a young boy who

he had already head over heels in love with

they were in the university, a lot of

have thought that a pure and innocent woman named Rachel would be the one meant for

he asked curiously,

mumbled, "This man...

looking at the kitchen, Michael immediately understood what

quietly continued cooking while Rachel went to

the meat, but he realized that he

not good

Frank also teased him.

women started to

annoyed, Johnny snapped, "Shut

had admitted that none of them could do it, he turned around and shouted, "Who knows how to slice meat? Please, come and help

his surprise, Rachel came to

that she knew how to cut meat. She

age, she was also like those women he had

she would come to

immediately said, "Let me

her. Actually, on their way here, Johnny had already told

didn't know who was Jack's wife yet,

can cut this meat perfectly. We need

the beef on the chopping board, Rachel asked,