Stuck in you

Rachel took a rubber band from the dresser and tied her hair. When she went to the bathroom to wash her face, someone knocked on the door.

She knew it was Jack.

Standing still, she didn't say anything. She wouldn't open the door anyway.

Jack, who was standing outside the door, waited for a while.

But there was no answer inside the room. The door didn't open either. He took a deep breath and asked, "Rachel, have you eaten yet? I cooked some Western food. Would you like to have some?"

"No, thanks," she replied.

But she also couldn't help wondering, 'Western food?

He cooked it himself?'

For some reason, Celine crossed her mind. Perhaps he learned how to cook Western food when they were still together.

This thought irritated her in an instant.

She heard his voice again, asking, "Did you work overtime at the hospital?"

Taking a few steps forward, she got closer to the door and answered, "No, I didn't. I went out this evening."

"Where did you go?" Jack wanted to know, but he waited in vain. Unfortunately, Rachel didn't answer his question.

The air around him seemed to have solidified.

Thinking that Rachel had no plans answering his question, he plucked up his courage to ask, "Rachel, how can you forgive me?" Still, there was no answer from the inside.

Rachel leaned against the wall, contemplating his question. If only he knew that she had also asked herself of it many times.

In the past, she didn't have feelings for Jack yet, so she could endure all kinds of gossips about him and Celine.

But now it was different. She couldn't do it anymore.

Knowing that Celine was still important to him was too painful for her. Now, all she wanted to do was escape.

She wanted to stay away from him before it was too late for her to suppress her feelings.

Jack continued, "Rachel, I have already left everything in my past behind. As a matter of fact, I have set the appointment for the vasectomy reversal a month ago. Please, trust me this time."

Although he felt like he was only talking to the air, he still tried to explain.

"Whether I trust you or not doesn't matter anymore. It's late now. I have to go to bed." Rachel calmed herself down, then walked into the bathroom. She locked the door and turned on the shower, so she couldn't hear Jack's voice outside.

She was upset.

At first, she was a little girl held by her father. But all of a sudden, she was a woman lying beside

up, gasping for air. Beads of sweat

at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was already seven o'clock. Although it was still

of the elevator, with a box of pancakes in his hand. He was surprised to see a man standing at the door

of it, he had been waiting there for a long

two days now, so his eyes

outside Rachel's bedroom for more than half an hour last night, he turned around

to the doctor's house to change his appointment date to the next day. However, after ringing the doorbell for a long time, no one opened the door. A few

back to the car and waited for the doctor until the sky turned bright. Thinking that

birthday. All of us went to my mother-in-law's house

operation to be done this afternoon." Jack went straight

head and said, "My schedule is full this afternoon. I really can't make it. Anyway, your schedule is on Wednesday. There are only a few days left. Why are you such in a

operation at two o'clock in the afternoon. I've already talked to him, and he

At first, the man declined his request.

settled, the doctor had no choice but to agree. "If that's the case, then please prepare yourself for the surgery

are you sure you

asked with concern before Jack could enter the operating

clinic. He didn't expect that he

to stop pushing the stretcher. He

that he was having

blocked his phone number so he couldn't call her. Besides, even if he would use a

was his only way to relay his message to

Don't worry. I will see to it that Mrs. Fu knows every detail." At this time, he felt like a heavy load was

Rachel was

called in the operating room. After six hours, she

waist and back ached, and her stomach was grumbling in

to the dressing room to

said breathlessly, "Rachel, your

"Thank you."

her call logs and saw eighteen missed

number looked familiar, but she

back when her phone rang

finally

come here quickly. Mr. Fu

two

awake, being pushed by the nurse out of the operating room. When he reached his ward, he looked around

room. Have a rest first." Austin forced a smile on his face,

here?" His face

his face was

head and

a sense of loss surged up in his heart. But he

talk too much yet. You need to