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?'

eyes widened at the sight as she staggered back. She was about to run to the counter to call the police when

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

didn't waste any time as she picked up the knife and threw it into the trash can. When she glanced at them, Celine had already fallen to the floor, and her usually smooth hair was

Rachel's shoulders as he scanned her briefly. He had no

shook her head. "I'm fine. What happened

it. You can go back to your

away, but he suddenly received a call that she

she could vaguely hear their conversation. She dried her hair. At last, the entire flat turned quiet.

'Did he leave?'

lounging on the

another glass of wine. "Why are you drinking

hers, and his eyes crinkled. "Now, you have no

She froze,

stunned by his question.

her. "Back then, you used Celine as an excuse to say

change the topic. "You still

so swollen that she had to apply some

his eyes were filled with love and affection for her, rage swirled

silence, she removed his hands. "Have you found the evidence that

"She bribed a nurse in your department. The nurse was the one

to her. "You can give this to your

the disk carefully in her hand

worked for Celine. He recorded it to free his name from any lawsuits or prosecutions." He was serious for about three seconds before holding her hands in his. "Even if you

was like

his innocent and expectant eyes, she couldn't help but be touched by

I'll think about

that flashed in her eyes, he raised his hand to pinch the other cheek. "You know, it's my choice whether I'll pursue you or not," he joked. "You have no say

did you ask me about

just told you for you to

raised her eyebrow.

yourself to be my

at night, and Rachel still couldn't sleep. She couldn't help but recall the conversation she had

couldn't sleep that night, she still

Rachel knocked on the door of the director's office and placed the U

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

embarrassment spread around his cheeks as he smiled awkwardly. "It seemed

long as the misunderstanding has been

her hand