Stuck in you

Jack gazed at Celine coldly. "You better know where you stand. Remove your hand."

His words had a double meaning.

Looking at the way his eyes flashed with such intensity, she could feel her mind going blank. "I-I won't be like this in the future," she stuttered out.

She was afraid that Jack wouldn't be as forgiving this time around.

If he was pissed at her now, it would be harder for her to get back into his good graces next time.

"Your apology is cheap! Just like you," he spat. Without giving her a chance to speak up, he drove away.

The skies rumbled in anger, and soon enough, rain drizzled around her. Even nature was mocking her every being.

Celine squatted on the ground and hugged her legs tightly. She shivered under the rain. At this point, it felt as if her whole life was falling apart right in front of her.

In the ward, Rachel shifted in her bed uncomfortably. It was then that she realized how painful it must've been for Lea on her first night when she had gotten injured.

They got hurt in the same month. 'That must mean we're good friends,' she thought, snickering at the irony.

As soon as she woke up, sunlight poured through the corners of the blinds. She sat up and struggled to get out of bed.

However, as soon as she stepped on the floor, Rachel could feel a sharp pain poking her on the hips. Her legs trembled from the feeling. She was about to support herself using the chair only to fall forward. Her chin slammed against the handle, and she cried out in pain.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open. Jack sprinted over like a knight about to save his queen. He held her up and placed her back onto the bed. "Are you okay?" he asked hurriedly. "Did you hurt yourself?"

Staring at his sudden appearance, she furrowed her eyebrows. "Why are you here?"

"I happen to pass by when I heard you. What were you planning to do?"

"Nothing."

Rachel wanted to pee, but she was too embarrassed to tell him.

When he saw that her face was growing redder and redder by the second, he understood what was going on. Jack stretched out his hand and offered to hold her up. "I could take you to the bathroom."

She turned her head, struggling to cover the blush that had bloomed on her cheeks. "No thanks," she murmured. "Celia's coming over."

"You're a doctor. Do you really think it's healthy for you to hold it in?"

he insisted. Upon seeing how stubborn she was, he cocked up an eyebrow. "Or do you plan to just do it on the bed?"

could control it," she snapped, waving her

He grinned when she finally

they talked and looked

waited for Rachel to finish up. When the door creaked open, he took it as his cue to pick her up

wish that the bed was miles apart from them. Maybe then he could hold her for a longer time being. In fact, he

onto the bed, she looked up

"Thank you."

he was met with her shy gaze, hope grew in his heart. Maybe, this time, everything could be

with the strands of her hair. With a faint glint in his

"breakfast,"

and tilted her head. "I would like some steamed buns

"Okay, I'll buy them."

season wherein osmanthus blossoms were in full bloom. Among the green leaves were clusters of gold and yellow flowers,

nurse on duty walked into the room with a thermometer in her hand. She placed it inside

in closer to the woman lying in the bed. "The man

'I smiled sweetly?'

"No, we're just friends."

that she might have crossed the line. She smiled sheepishly and left in

and recall

no different from how they had acted around each

half an hour, Jack returned with a plastic bag. She could already smell the familiar scent

eyes widened. "You bought the buns from that

bought it that

the box and poured the soy sauce and vinegar onto the plastic plate. He handed her a

still hadn't washed up, Rachel picked one of the streamed buns and took a bite. The taste brought back so many memories. She almost groaned

of the country for three years, so

Chinatown in France, but their steamed

drawers. He wiped the sauce from the corner of her lips. "You should eat slower,"

this in

"Have

yet. You should eat

it inside her mouth. She looked like

she was back for good, she didn't have the time to look

would usually cook something up at home. If she was on a night shift, she

and handed it to her. "It's not that far

hotel owned

your hotel incredibly

rustic design of the hotel. Besides, it's also a part of this city," Jack said, with a small smile on his face. "The second