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.

with his assigned task. "Do you still need my help?"

you plan to help," Rachel replied instantly. She remembered that Jack's cooking skills were not worse than

on the sofa," he suggested with a slight grin. Jack caressed her cheeks and gently massaged her head before he let her go

messy hair. She then turned around and went to the living room to relax on the sofa. She took the remote control and casually scanned

appetizing smell coming from the kitchen

what Jack was cooking. She quickly picked up the

became restless and was about to go to the kitchen to check out what Jack was cooking, but her phone rang. She answered her

you up?"

I'm already downstairs," Celia

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

burst into tears right away. "Rachel, I don't want to go back there. There

suggested gently as she took Celia's suitcase

been cleaned yet. You

am off tomorrow too. Let's clean it together," Celia replied between sniffles. She

kitchen with a dish in hand. "Time to wash your

that Celia was sobbing on the sofa. She looked so depressed and Rachel kept trying to

table. He then pointed at the study. "Can I use the computer? There's something that I need to deal with real quick," he said hurriedly. He left

then turned back to Celia

her lips to speak. "It

taxi and gone to her father's house. When she got there, she went to the bathroom and took a cloth that she planned to use to clean her

familiar voice came forth from the direction of

her father's third wife. She used to work with him, but she quit

seemed to be talking

it for you later. You can use it. You don't need to worry about anything else," she

is obsessed with

mean? Is she going to let her friend

and walked out of the bathroom. "Who said that no one would use this bedroom? I'm moving back in tonight!" she

embarrassed at the turn of events. "I'm really sorry. You didn't tell me in

angry that she stomped her feet loudly on the floor. She pointed angrily at the door of her bedroom. "This is my room! Why do I have to report to you when I want to come back to sleep in

stepmother replied in an indifferent tone. She then pointed at the sofa. "You can always stay at the sofa. You're young. It doesn't matter if you sleep on the sofa for a few

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

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