Stuck in you

Before Rachel could answer, Bill's voice sounded from behind them. "Rachel, Andy's fine after taking the medicine. Let's go."

"Bill?"

Jack finally withdrew himself as a bitter smile slipped into his lips.

A shiver shot down her spine.

Being the smart man that he was, Michael took two steps back. He glanced at the three of them cautiously as he crossed his arms. "I surely won't be bored tonight," he murmured to himself.

When Rachel got out of the car, she could almost feel the atmosphere thickening with tension. She glanced at Michael. "The party's about to start. Shouldn't you go in?"

"It doesn't matter. Besides, all we need to do is hand over the red packets. Jack would be finished here in a bit."

He shrugged.

She shuffled uncomfortably as the two men gazed at each other. They looked like a pair of bulls about to ram against each other.

Jack was the first one to break the silence. He took a few steps forward and placed a hand on Bill's shoulder. "I didn't expect to see you again."

"Well, the city's not that big," Bill replied.

Jack smiled faintly.

"It seems that it wasn't enough that we had met abroad; we run into each other here as well. Isn't fate interesting?"

Rachel noticed the iciness crawling into his features, and her heart twitched at the sight. She immediately walked forward and tried to dispel the tension between them. "It's really not appropriate to stand and talk here," she insisted. "Do you want to find a place nearby so we can all catch up?"

"Don't bother." Jack's arm snaked around her waist as if he was declaring Rachel was his woman.

She frowned and pushed him. However, no matter how hard she tried to shove him, he still remained unmoving. Furthermore, the grip he had on her waist tightened at her every movement.

"Mr. Fu, shouldn't you attend the party? Rachel and I still have a dinner to get to." Bill tried to hold the woman's hand, but given that she was under Jack's grasp, he failed to do so.

"Rachel is going with you. How about I'll invite you to our house some other day? I'll ask her to cook for you. It's definitely better than the food outside."

He made sure to emphasize the words "our house." When Bill stiffened at his words, Jack grinned in satisfaction.

Bill reeled back as if he had been punched in the gut.

His expression changed almost immediately. "What do you mean by that?"

Afraid that it might affect his heart condition, Rachel waved it off. "You should go back tonight, Bill. I'll explain it to you tomorrow, okay?"

tell me now?" With a hand on his chest, Bill

continually failed. Afraid that the man might faint, she whirled

"It's fine. I can send myself home." "I'll call you tomorrow,

and drove off. Staring at the gradually retreating

she could feel her feet dangling off the ground, and she gritted her

she tried her best to restrain her irritation. "What the hell do you

didn't answer. Instead, he threw the red packet to the man behind him. "I won't go," he said indifferently. "You can

"Okay."

the red packet into his pocket and waved at the retreating couple. Once they were out of sight, he sighed and shook

any time as he threw her onto the bed. She was about

of me!" she

Jack grabbed two of her wrists and

flushed at the implication of his words. Seeing as her

eyes darkened. "Don't

voice gradually turned cold. "How about we

of ice

go of her and stepped

ever see him

"He's a friend."

eyes were rimmed red, and he couldn't stop himself from letting out a string of curses. "Have you seen the way he acts around you? The guy doesn't see you as a

didn't expect

shoulder. "I'm jealous, okay?" he whispered. "I'm jealous of him." Without

she had no other choice, she shut her eyes

at the man sleeping next to her, she sighed and freshened up. She picked up the articles of clothing around

an opportunity to discuss anything. However, at

see him again, all she ever wanted to

chance that they could go back together,

going on as Rachel sat in her office and stared at the documents on her desk. It wasn't until she

stomach growled in

dining hall and ordered a sandwich and a cup of black coffee for herself. Before she could head over to her usual spot, the director called her over. He smiled faintly and offered her a seat opposite to

"Being a doctor isn't easy. Are

of a talker, especially if she was seated with a person she wasn't

very unusually. He just

him, "Director, I'll be returning to my office now." She motioned to her empty

"Wait."

follow his orders.

you free in the next two days?" he asked