Stuck in you

Although Jack failed this time, he wasn't discouraged. As a matter of fact, he now came up with another idea, so he asked Austin to print out a survey form and distribute it to every employee.

The survey form was a one-whole A4 size paper, but there was only one question in it—"How does your partner coax you when you are angry?"

In this way, he could gather many different ideas and strategies.

From the answers of his employees, he could choose one or more effective strategies that he could apply to Rachel. Of course, he would make some changes to make them look like his original ideas.

Rachel also wondered why Jack seemed to have so many strange thoughts lately.

She would soon go abroad, so every night, she would lock herself in the study and sort out the books on the shelves.

The books were quite old, and the pages had been flipped several times, but they were well preserved.

She was obsessed with these books, and she couldn't bear to see any of them being scratched, torn, or dirtied.

Jack came in with a plate of fruits in his hand. Seeing her busy sorting out her books, the corners of his mouth curved into a smile. However, she just caught a glimpsed of the plate in his hand, then went back to what she was doing expressionlessly.

"Rachel, you must be tired. Sit down first and have some fruits."

He poked a slice of melon with a fork and handed it to her.

Surprised, she leaned back and frowned slightly.

"Honey, please try this. I've just brought this from the supermarket this afternoon."

Her eyes narrowed as she looked at the fruit in front of her. No matter how disgusted she looked, he seemed not to mind it. He still continued to coax her.

Left with no choice, she opened her mouth and ate the melon. She then pointed at the table and said calmly, "Just leave it there. I'll eat it later."

"It's okay. I have nothing to do, so let me feed you."

Feeling that this method was effective, Jack was a bit complacent. He was happy at the thought that her attitude towards him would finally change this time.

However, Rachel just looked at him with a gloomy face without saying anything.

So, he smiled awkwardly and said, "I'll go out first."

In the living room downstairs, he kept on walking back and forth, taking a glance at the second floor from time to time. He wanted to have more opportunities to stay by her side, so he was thinking of some possible ways.

His thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of his phone.

He took it out and stared at the screen for a moment. He then answered it but didn't say anything.

Celine's nervous voice came at the other end of the line, "Jack, my wound is inflamed. It hurts a lot."

"I'm not a doctor."

That was all he said before he hung up. Without second thoughts, he blocked her number on his phone.

in his pocket, he quickly walked to the kitchen and

he took the milk and the omelet to the study, the light inside was already off. She had returned to the bedroom

knocked on the door. "Rachel, I made some

The room

he was the one who ate both the untouched fruits and midnight snack

didn't work this

next few days, Jack didn't use any methods anymore, but

followed her wherever

to mind. She didn't

it as a silent acquiescence, which could be considered as a

went back to normal. When that time came, he would gradually confess to her all the things he

from the hospital

just said that he would try to

to Rachel and asked, "Dad just called and asked me to go

her face but disappeared quickly. She

clear to Jonathan, and he promised not to interfere. She wondered why

and Rachel were in

with a bowl of sweet

lives since the two of them hadn't visited her

call them and asked them to come over. She even went to the supermarket to buy all

first,

hands. I'll just call him." She went a few steps upstairs and shouted,

down immediately and gave her a disgusted look. "Can't

initiative to come downstairs?" Although Tracy's voice was low, Rachel

reminded her of their

she wished that she and Jack would also be like them someday. But now, she felt that it would never

his hand and said,

went to the table. Jack swiftly

you," she

are you so polite? Anyway, let's sit

felt a

when she saw that Jack was putting some food on her plate, she couldn't help saying, "You don't have

please her, so he replied, "It's alright. I like doing this

suddenly lost her appetite, so after eating a little, she put down her chopsticks casually

and she could tell that something wasn't

itching to ask, she

atmosphere at the dinner

to have lost his appetite too because he ate less than usual. He wiped his mouth and said, "Rachel, come with me to

were left

the seat next time Jack and inquired curiously, "Son, did you

Maybe she's a little tired from work." As much as possible, Jack didn't want his parents to know that

knew him well, so she didn't believe it. "Do you

admitted. "It's not