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?'

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

wrists. He twisted her arm roughly, and

that she would do something crazy again, Rachel didn't waste any time as she picked up the knife and threw it into the trash can. When

Jack placed his hands on Rachel's shoulders as he scanned her briefly. He had no idea

"I'm fine. What

back to your room

but he suddenly received a call that she

insist otherwise. When she returned to her room, she could vaguely hear their conversation. She

'Did he leave?'

to see that Jack had been lounging on the sofa and drinking up

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

eyes crinkled. "Now, you have no

She froze,

stunned by his question.

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, she would never disturb us again. Now, will

tried to change the topic. "You still haven't explained to me what happened. Why

had to apply some

face with both hands. Although his eyes were filled with love and

hands. "Have you found the evidence that she stole the

The nurse was the one who helped her copy everything from your

from his pocket and handed it to her. "You can give this to your director,

carefully in her

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

like a

she couldn't help but

about I'll think about it?"

to pinch the other cheek. "You know, it's

did you ask me about it

just told you for you to prepare

eyebrow. "Prepare myself for

yourself to be

sleep. She couldn't help but recall the

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

second day, Rachel knocked on the door of the director's office and placed the U disk on his table. "All the evidence is here,"

the director's face turned bright red. He slammed his hands onto the table and shouted, "Bastard! How could she do

at her. A flush of embarrassment spread around his cheeks as he smiled awkwardly. "It seemed that I misunderstood you," he apologized. "I'll ask the lawyer to withdraw

as long as the

waved her hand