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?"

With a hand on his chest, Bill

Rachel struggled under Jack's grip, but she continually failed. Afraid that the man might faint, she whirled at Michael. "Don't just stand there," she snapped. "Help send him

steadied himself and waved his hand. His face was pale. "It's fine. I can send myself home." "I'll call you

her farewells as he started the car and drove off. Staring at the gradually retreating

he lifted her. Now, she could feel her feet dangling off the

noticed, she tried her best to

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

"Okay."

his pocket and waved at the retreating couple. Once they were out

apartment, he didn't waste any time as he threw her onto the

go of me!"

can go back to Bill?" Jack grabbed two of

implication of his words. Seeing as her hands were controlled by him, she

darkened. "Don't

gradually turned cold. "How about we sit and have a good

as water, and it was like a bucket of ice had been thrown to his

of her

ever see him again,"

"He's a friend."

and you know it!" He kicked the chair beside him. His eyes were rimmed red, and he couldn't stop himself from letting out a string of

stiffened at his roar. She didn't expect

to hold her tightly and rest his chin on top of her shoulder. "I'm jealous, okay?" he whispered. "I'm jealous of him." Without another word, he locked her into his arms and

no other choice, she shut her eyes and found herself

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

had last night didn't give them an opportunity to discuss anything. However, at

him again, all she ever wanted to do was forget the

they could go back together, maybe it was time for her to

and stared at the documents on her desk. It wasn't until she had heard someone calling out "lunch time" that she finally

growled in

sandwich and a cup of black coffee for herself. Before she

in a good mood. "Being a doctor isn't easy. Are you sure that's all you want

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

the director was acting very

my office now." She motioned to her empty plate.

"Wait."

follow his

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