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?'

the sight as she staggered back. She was about to run to the counter to call the police

towards her, Jack grabbed the woman's wrists. He twisted her

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

scanned her briefly. He had no idea what would've happened to her if he

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

go back

he suddenly received

hear their conversation. She dried her hair. At last, the entire flat turned quiet. However, Jack still

'Did he leave?'

lounging

herself another glass of wine. "Why are you drinking here alone?" she asked. "What

her glass with hers, and his eyes crinkled. "Now, you have no reason to reject

She froze,

stunned by his question.

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

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

she had to apply some

eyes were filled with love and

his hands. "Have you found

a nurse in your department. The nurse was the one who helped her copy everything from

it to

the disk carefully in her hand before placing it back on

it to free his name from any lawsuits or prosecutions." He was serious for about

was like

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

about I'll think about

flashed in her eyes, he raised his hand to pinch the

ask me about it

for

eyebrow. "Prepare

to be

couldn't help but recall the conversation she

sleep that night, she still felt energetic

on the door of the director's office and placed the U disk on his table. "All the evidence is here," she stated. "You

red. He slammed his hands

embarrassment spread around his cheeks as he smiled awkwardly. "It seemed that I misunderstood you,"

doesn't matter as long as the misunderstanding has been cleared

her hand