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 fist at him.

when she finally agreed for him to carry

separation, they talked and looked at each

it as his cue to pick her up and carry her back to

from them. Maybe then he could hold her for a longer time being. In fact, he wished that he

back onto the bed, she looked up

"Thank you."

met with her shy gaze, hope grew in his heart. Maybe, this

with the strands of her hair. With a faint glint in his eyes, he said, "I haven't had breakfast yet. What do you

word "breakfast," her stomach

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

"Okay, I'll buy them."

the green leaves were clusters of gold and yellow flowers, and the

in her hand. She placed it inside

in the bed. "The man who

'I smiled sweetly?'

"No, we're just friends."

the nurse realized that she might have crossed the line. She

help but cover her face and recall how much

no different from how they had acted around each other back

with a plastic bag. She could already smell the familiar

brand, her eyes widened. "You bought the buns from that shop? Isn't it usually

have bought it that

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

fact she still hadn't washed up, Rachel picked one of the streamed buns and

the country for three years, so she missed

the Chinatown in France, but their steamed

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

eaten this in such a

brightened up. "Have you eaten

You should eat

her mouth. She looked like a

she was back for good, she didn't have

day shift, she would usually cook something up at home. If she was on a night shift, she would've bought some snacks

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

in the hotel

this happen? Isn't the rent in your hotel incredibly expensive? This restaurant might not be able to

it's also a part of this city," Jack said, with a small smile on his face. "The second floor of the hotel has actually been renovated.