Stuck in you

Unfortunately, finding an apartment that was both cheap and cozy was extremely difficult for fresh college graduates like Celia.

It was therefore fortunate for Celia that Rachel agreed to check the Internet for any information regarding apartments for rent. However, even with Rachel's help, the search for a new apartment was still difficult.

A week quickly passed by. When she arrived at the hospital early in the morning, Rachel happened to see Celia who walked towards her with a suitcase in one hand and two bulging bags on the other.

Rachel hurried towards Celia and helped her carry the two bags. "The apartment was due today?"

"Yes. I have no choice but to go straight home after work. So, I brought my stuff here. Can I put them in your office, Rachel?" The thought of the family that she'd be going to after her shift made Celia feel depressed.

She understood that having a stepmother was like having a stepfather as well.

Her father didn't really care too much about her before, but he seemed to have gotten worse. He never sent Celia a single message or called her since graduation.

Celia had called her father the day before and told him that she would move back the next day. He took the matter lightly and didn't even properly welcome her back. "We placed some things inside your room. You come back tonight and clean it up yourself," he had told her flatly.

Rachel understood that it must be like walking towards execution for Celia. She wanted to say that her study room could become a guest room if she made some changes to it.

However, the thought only reached the tip of her tongue, and returned to the bottom of her stomach before she could say anything.

She remembered that Jack visited her from time to time, so she decided not to invite Celia to live with her. She thought that Celia was at least going back home.

Rachel placed Celia's luggage in one corner of her office and then turned to her. "If you really don't want to live at your father's house, you can keep looking for an apartment."

"Okay. I'm going back to work now, Rachel."

Seeing that there was nothing really wrong with her, Rachel didn't think about it too much anymore. Before she got off work that day, she checked the patients at the wards once more. On the way home, she went to the supermarket that was along the way.

When she got home, she was greeted by Jack who patiently waited for her. "You knew I was coming, so you went ahead and bought a lot of things to welcome me back here?" he said with a childish grin.

"It's not for you," Rachel replied. She suppressed the smile on her lips as she opened the door to her apartment. Jack helped her bring the bags of the things that she bought from the supermarket inside. "Help me wash these things if you want to eat. I'm going to change my clothes," she announced.

"Sure. No problem."

Jack watched Rachel walk to her room as a warm smile found its way to his lips and eyes.

of her room, he was almost finished with his assigned task. "Do you still need my help?"

to help," Rachel replied instantly. She remembered that Jack's cooking skills

the sofa," he suggested with a slight grin. Jack caressed her

to the living

long after, an appetizing smell coming from

Jack was cooking. She quickly picked up

Jack was cooking, but her phone rang. She answered her phone and Celia's voice came from

do you need me to pick you up?" Rachel

already

and saw Celia coming out of the elevator doors with her suitcase. Her eyes were obviously red

she rushed towards Rachel, hugged her at once and then burst into tears right away. "Rachel, I don't

she suggested gently as she took Celia's suitcase

room has not been cleaned yet. You can sleep with

replied between sniffles. She abruptly cried out hard, and kept sobbing that

Jack came out of the kitchen with a dish in hand. "Time to wash your

sobbing on the sofa. She

the computer? There's something that I

eyes filled with gratitude. She then turned back to Celia and comforted her. "What happened, Celia? Can you tell

before she moved her lips to speak. "It really hurts, Rachel," she

got there, she went to the bathroom and took a cloth that she planned to use to clean

came forth from the direction of the

third wife. She used to work with him, but she quit her job and

be talking to

can use it.

me stay in your house. That jerk is obsessed with gambling all

does she mean? Is she going to let her friend use my room?' she wondered

the bathroom. "Who said that no one would use this bedroom?

at the turn of events. "I'm really sorry. You didn't tell me in advance. I've already asked my friend to live in that

the door of her bedroom. "This is my

apartment of your own, why can't I use it?" Celia's stepmother replied in an indifferent tone. She then pointed at

an irritated tone. She felt so angry that she pushed her stepmother back. "Don't assume for a minute that you own

balance and she fell hard to the floor. Her father happened to come back