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."

should be the one to do it. "You haven't even finished your meal yet," he pointed

face, Rachel walked to

being so near to Jack. All she wanted to do was get everything over

in Jack's eyes became even more intense as he looked at

his father, he had gone to Fu family house and the two had

time

about Rachel?" the

answered, "Dad, I never had a change of heart.

hand and approached her. "There's been a misunderstanding about the necklace," he started. "The necklace wasn't

silenced around him. He could clearly hear the sound of

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

turned off the faucet and raised an eyebrow. "Are

He nodded.

indifferent she was, the

fazed about their misunderstanding showed how that she might not care

moved on

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

matter what happens, it has

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

Eric to buy that necklace for you. It has nothing to

you stop

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

already explained it to you!

that I can't.

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

expressions on their faces, she knew for a fact that the two of them must've

have

on the table

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

for her keys when she saw a familiar

wanted to have dinner

his right leg. He had been leaning against

didn't know you were looking for me.

He motioned to his

sheepishly, Rachel opened the

he entered 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 into

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

"How about you?"