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?"

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

Jack's grip, but she continually failed. Afraid that the man might

pale. "It's fine.

started the car and drove off. Staring at the gradually retreating car, Rachel sighed. "Can you let go of

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

noticed, she tried her best to restrain her irritation. "What the

he threw the red packet to the man behind him. "I won't go," he said indifferently. "You can hand it over

"Okay."

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

threw her onto the bed. She was about to get out when he pressed her

go of

Jack grabbed two of her wrists and raised

her hands were controlled by him, she kicked

darkened.

herself, her voice gradually turned cold. "How about we

was as calm as water, and it was like a bucket of ice had been thrown to his face. Jack froze, finally waking

let go of her and stepped

him again," he

"He's a friend."

His eyes were rimmed red, and he couldn't stop himself from letting out a string of curses.

stiffened at his roar. She didn't

her shoulder. "I'm jealous, okay?" he whispered. "I'm jealous of

she shut her eyes and found herself sinking deeper into

opened her eyes again, it was already morning. Glancing at the man sleeping next to her, she sighed and freshened up. She picked up the articles of

them an opportunity to discuss anything. However, at that moment, Rachel knew that it was time for her to

would never see him again, all she

back together, maybe it

and boring. In fact, there wasn't much going on as Rachel sat in her office and stared at the documents on her desk. It wasn't until she had heard someone calling out "lunch time" that she finally realized

growled in

Rachel went to the 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

he was in a good mood. "Being a doctor isn't easy. Are you sure

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

acting very unusually. He

wiped her mouth and interrupted him, "Director, I'll be returning to my office now." She motioned to her empty plate. "It

"Wait."

follow his orders.

in the next two days?" he