Stuck in you

Celine didn't expect that when she and her friends walked out of the bar two nights later, they would be cornered by two men with a suitcase.

Upon taking a closer look, she realized that the suitcase was hers!

After taking a shower, Rachel was about to dry her hair and go to bed when she heard a familiar screech echoing from the other side of the door. "Open the door! Open the door!"

The muffled sounds grew louder and louder as each second passed.

She frowned, wondering why Celine would come here of all places.

Although she wanted to ignore it, it was already approaching midnight. If the woman continued to scream like a banshee, Rachel was afraid that the neighbors would begin to complain.

However, as soon as Rachel opened the door, she was met with a slap in the face. "Are you crazy?" she demanded.

"Am I crazy? This is all your fault! I'll fucking kill you!" Celine glared at her ferociously. She was about to slap her again but Rachel had already grabbed her wrist.

She wasn't foolish enough to stand still and let her succeed once more.

Rachel dug her nails into the woman's skin. "Why don't you head back to the mental hospital?" she said snidely. "Your doctors are probably looking for you."

It was already late at night, and she wasn't in the mood to converse with Celine anymore. But just as she was about to close the door, Celine blocked it with a foot. "You're the one who inserted yourself in our lives. Jack is mine! How dare you try to compete with something that isn't yours in the first place, you fucking slut!"

she cursed.

Rachel sneered. "If you haven't figured it out already, I'm the one with the marriage certificate."

She pointed at her. "You, in your own words, are the 'fucking slut' who invaded my relationship."

That was the last thing Celine wanted to hear from her. She gritted her teeth, and a crazed glint appeared in her eyes. "I'm the one who Jack loves! If it weren't for you, I would've already married him. I wouldn't have been driven out of Ninwell City like this!"

The two men that had greeted her by the entrance of the bar were ordered by Jack to send her out of Ninwell City.

It had been seventy-two hours since their last conversation.

If she hadn't been screaming to attract the police, she would've already been out of the picture.

Thinking of this, her face twisted further. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have ended up like this! This is your fault!"

While she was speaking, Celine suddenly wrenched a small knife from her bag and waved it at her. She looked like one of those killers in the movies Rachel used to watch.

'Has she gone mad?'

She was about to run to

the woman's wrists. He twisted her arm roughly, and she screamed. The knife

picked up the knife and threw it into the trash can. When she glanced at them,

his hands on Rachel's shoulders as he scanned her briefly. He had no idea what would've

head. "I'm fine. What happened to

of it. You can go back

filled with anger. He had initially asked his men to send Celine away, but he suddenly received a

she returned to her room, she could vaguely hear their conversation. She dried her hair. At

'Did he leave?'

that Jack had been lounging

to the kitchen and poured herself another glass of wine. "Why are you drinking here alone?"

his eyes crinkled. "Now, you have no

She froze,

stunned by his question.

on the table and reached out to hold her. "Back then, you used Celine as an excuse to say how we weren't suitable for each other. Now that she left,

and tried to change the topic. "You still haven't

had to apply

cupped her face with both hands. Although his eyes were filled with love and affection for her,

she removed his hands. "Have you found

back. "She bribed a nurse in your department. The nurse was the one who helped her copy everything

and handed it to her. "You can give this to your director, and everything

eyed the disk carefully in her hand before placing it back

or prosecutions." He was serious for about three seconds before holding her hands in his. "Even if you can't promise to be with me, the least you can do is allow me to

was like a

and expectant eyes, she couldn't help but be

think about

he saw the slyness that flashed in her eyes, he raised his hand to pinch the other cheek. "You know,

ask me about

you for you to prepare

eyebrow.

yourself to be

recall the conversation she had with Jack, and the corners

if she couldn't sleep that night, she still felt energetic

U disk on his table. "All the evidence is here,"

the video played, the director's face turned bright red. He slammed his hands onto the table

smiled awkwardly. "It seemed

as the misunderstanding has been

her hand