Stuck in you

Rachel opened it up. When she saw the contents of the envelope, she looked up at him in surprise.

"You want me to go to the charity dinner with you?"

In the envelope, there was an invitation to a charity dinner held by the Chamber of Commerce.

She set the invitation on the table. "I can't go with you. I could just give you the money for the books."

Back then, although she preferred not to, she had no choice but to attend these types of dinners with Jack. Now, given that she had no sort of obligation, she would rather not attend one.

Besides, she knew for a fact that Jack would definitely go, and if she went, she would definitely run into him one way or another.

At the thought, she gave the invitation back.

Bill didn't expect that Rachel would reject the idea so strongly. He leaned over. "You know how boring the banquet is," he complained. "If I go there alone, I'd be bored to death."

Rachel raised an eyebrow. "So you want me to be bored to death with you?"

He grabbed her arm like a spoiled child trying to insist that his mother buy him a gift. "You wouldn't be bored if you'd go with me. We can talk all night. Time would pass."

Rachel withdrew her arm. "No. How much are the two books? I can always just pay you back."

"If you don't go, I'll take the two books back," he pretended to threaten as he stared wide eyes at her.

"What do you think? I promise we'll be back soon."

'He threatens me with the books?'

Rachel frowned as she thought of the limited edition books he had given her. At this rate, if he took them back, she might not be able to get them anywhere else. "Fine," she compromised.

The waiter placed their orders on the table.

Bill chuckled in satisfaction as he pushed the bowl towards her. "Try the noodles. If they taste good, I can order another bowl for you."

"I don't have much of an appetite."

However, as soon as she tasted the noodles, it felt as if she had just discovered heaven. It seemed that Bill was a great food critic, she noted as she ate up.

Soon enough, Rachel placed a hand over her swollen belly. The sadness she had felt almost dissipated. She glanced up at Bill, who was too focused on eating his noodles. She pulled a piece of tissue and handed it to him.

There were times when he was smart. However, there were also times when he acted like a child.

The next day, when Rachel just got off work, Bill drove by the gate of the hospital in time to take her to a formal dress store. She selected a simple dress. Her long curly hair fell against her back.

Taking two steps back, he nodded thoughtfully. "It's the first time I've ever seen you look like a woman," he joked.

"Aren't you surprised? You've always look more like a woman than I do on a normal basis," she teased.

laughed all the way to the

a certain social status, they would do charities to increase their

attended

one of

help but glance at Jack's group. Celine was standing on his left side while Michael stood on his right side. There was also a man behind Jack,

face, showcasing the small smile that played on his lips. His face wasn't as pale as the

"Let's go say hello to the host," he whispered. "We can leave in a bit

the current president of DC Group, Louis Jiang. The man was famous for his sophistication, and he was known for his principle of not offending anyone. It was for that reason

face, Louis strode over. "Bill, long time no see. How have you

"I'm doing fine."

The two shook hands.

nodded. "How's your mother? Is she

Thank you for asking." This was what Bill hated the most in societal events. Everyone seemed to be too interested as to

good? Would you have

Louis stopped asking. Instead, he glanced

to turn around and leave immediately, but at the thought of the books, she

miss. What's your

Shen." She smiled

his eyes. "Well, the charity

enough to point to the

as soon as possible, Bill

attend the dinner party. The only thing he could hope for

a chair and sat

standing behind

'Why is he here?'

to France, she had been so busy with her work, that she

matured into a young man, so she

was planning to give him a call, but she didn't

towards her. He sat beside her. "When did you come back? You look

point, he couldn't help but

Rachel was a

been here

free, we should all

bad, they weren't that close before. It might

"Let's see." She smiled.

Eric came over and handed a phone

me for

so many years. It seemed that he was no longer the young impulsive man

stared at each other, not bringing themselves

patted the chair where

sat down,