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."

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 us for so many years already. She's technically not

a small smile on her face, Rachel walked to the kitchen. "I can

embarrassed being so near to Jack.

Jack's eyes became even more

after he had received a call from his father, he had gone to Fu family house and the two had

the time until Jonathan had heaved

plan about Rachel?" the old man had

Jack had answered, "Dad, I never had

his hand and approached her. "There's been a misunderstanding about

everything silenced around him. He could clearly hear the sound of flowing

she didn't say a word, he quickly explained his

off the faucet and raised an eyebrow. "Are you

He nodded.

she was, the

the slightest bit fazed about their misunderstanding

moved

her into his arms. "Trust me," he murmured. "Give me a chance

matter what happens,

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

to buy that necklace for

stop mentioning

when we were together, she's always been

I've already explained it to you! Why

I can't. It's just

the door. "Well, even if you really bought that necklace for me, then I'd

out of the kitchen. Seeing the strange expressions on their faces, she knew for a fact that the two of them must've heard their

she didn't have to think of

table and smiled faintly. "I'll go back

on both sides of the road. Behind the thin and stringy

was about to search for her keys when she saw a familiar figure leaning against the side of the

to have dinner

finally stood up and twisted his right leg. He had been leaning against the

you were looking for me.

the door first." He motioned to his legs.

sheepishly, Rachel

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

haven't eaten yet? Do you want me to cook

"How about you?"