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."

wife's thigh, as if implying that Rachel should be the one to do it. "You haven't even finished your meal yet," he pointed out. "Besides, Rachel has been with

on her face, Rachel

wasn't small, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed being so near to Jack. All she wanted

even more intense

call from his father, he had gone to Fu family house and the two had stayed in the study for around half

of the time until Jonathan had heaved a long

your plan about Rachel?" the old man

any hesitation, Jack had answered, "Dad, I never had

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

could clearly hear the sound of flowing water as well as his nervous

she didn't say a word, he quickly explained

the faucet and raised an eyebrow. "Are

He nodded.

she was, the more uneasy

about their misunderstanding showed

she moved

he pulled her into his arms. "Trust me," he

mouth twitched. "Jack, no matter what happens,

the necklace for Celine, then it's a good thing that

necklace for you. It has nothing to do with

stop mentioning

when we were together, she's always been there. How could it

does, I've already explained it to you! Why can't you just believe

I

the two plates of fruits, Rachel walked towards the door. "Well, even if you really bought that necklace for me, then I'd use

Seeing the strange expressions on their faces, she knew for a

she didn't have to think of another excuse

on the table and smiled

road. Behind the thin

familiar figure leaning against the side of the

have dinner

leg. He had been leaning

you were looking for me. Why didn't you

door first." He motioned to his

Rachel opened

entered the room, he fell onto the sofa. Regardless of how he looked, he lifted his feet onto

yet? Do you want

"How about you?"