Stuck in you

Tears welled up in Julie's eyes as she pointed at the living room across them. "They're waiting for you there."

At that moment, Jack had just parked the car.

It was rare for Jonathan to smile these days. "Everyone's here. Why don't we all sit down and have dinner?"

The square table in the Fu family household had been replaced into a round table. Sitting between Jack and Jonathan, Rachel couldn't help but feel a little bit uncomfortable. She took two bites and put her chopsticks down. "I'm full." She smiled awkwardly.

"Have some soup." Tracy asked Julie to bring out the stewed spareribs. She quickly filled a bowl and placed it in front of the young woman.

Tracy actually had no idea why they had gotten a divorce three years ago, so she was incredibly angry.

But after seeing Rachel look so thin and frail, she couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

Rachel took a sip.

"It tastes good," she praised.

"Make yourself at home," Jonathan said, patting her hand. After a moment of silence, he decided to ask,

"How have you been all these years? Have you found someone to take care of you?"

As soon as she heard the question, Rachel choked on her soup. She sputtered out, and couldn't stop coughing.

Jack took a piece of tissue, handed it to her, and patted her back. "Are you feeling better?" he asked cautiously.

"Yes. Thank you." After wiping her mouth, Rachel picked up some fish using her chopsticks and placed it on top of Jonathan's rice. "This fish is delicious. You should try it," she said with a smile.

Jack couldn't help but gaze at her.

That was exactly what he wanted to ask her, but it seemed that she didn't admit or deny the fact at all. What did that mean?

The tension between them made everyone uncomfortable. After drinking up the soup, Rachel quickly excused herself and headed to the living room. She sat there quietly for about ten minutes. Seeing that they were almost finished, she was about to say her farewells.

As if Jonathan had read her mind, he quickly said, "Jack, Julie has just gone out. Why don't you make us a fruit platter?"

Rachel sighed inwardly and knew she couldn't leave now.

"Rachel, why don't you help him? We all know he might not do a good job," the older man joked. Everyone knew what he was planning.

Tracy immediately rolled up her sleeves. "Rachel's our guest," she reminded. "I'll go to the kitchen to help out."

finished your meal yet," he pointed out. "Besides, Rachel has been with us for so many years

Rachel walked to the kitchen.

kitchen wasn't small, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed being so near to Jack. All she wanted to do was get everything over

became even

he had gone to Fu family house and the two had

the time until Jonathan

your plan about Rachel?" the old

answered, "Dad, I never had a

time, Jack put down the apple in his hand and approached her. "There's been a misunderstanding about the necklace," he

silenced around him. He could clearly hear the sound of flowing water as well as his

at her uneasily. Seeing as she didn't say a word, he

turned off the faucet and raised an eyebrow. "Are

He nodded.

she was, the more

slightest bit fazed about their

moved

Instead, he pulled her into his arms. "Trust me," he murmured. "Give

no matter what happens, it has nothing to

necklace for Celine, then it's a good thing

frowned. "I asked Eric to buy that necklace for you. It

stop mentioning

we were together, she's always been there. How could it have nothing to do with

already explained it to

not that I

two plates of fruits, Rachel walked towards the door. "Well, even if you really bought that necklace for me, then I'd use this opportunity to return it to you. It's

expressions on their faces,

fine. At least she didn't have to think of another

table and smiled faintly.

both sides of the road. Behind the thin and stringy branches shone the moon. The autumn wind

saw a familiar

have

He had been leaning against the wall for some

looking for

to his legs.

Rachel opened the

room, he fell onto the sofa. Regardless of how he looked, he lifted his feet onto the tea table, trying to

Do you want me to

"How about you?"