Stuck in you

Rachel put down the vacuum cup and was about to help, but Lucas shook his head and pointed to the chair, motioning her to sit again.

He put the box down in front of his feet, wiped his hands on his pants, and asked in a low voice, "Are you free tomorrow night?"

"Yes. Why?" she asked.

He replied slowly, "I want to invite you and Jack for dinner. We haven't had a meal together ever since."

That afternoon, when Jack came to pick up Rachel from work, she suddenly remembered Lucas' invitation, so she told him about it.

Jack didn't answer at once. His fingers were tapping the steering wheel while he seemed lost in thought.

Rachel couldn't figure out what he was thinking. Raising an eyebrow, she asked, "Are you not available?"

"I am," he answered quickly.

But then he added, "How can you let him invite us to dinner when it should be us treating him to a meal?"

"It doesn't matter," she replied casually without thinking too much.

He didn't say anything more. He looked straight ahead and focused on driving, but his heart complained silently, 'Of course it matters. We should invite Lucas and treat him to dinner as a couple.'

The next day, Rachel finished her work earlier than usual. She looked at the time and called Jack. "Are you almost here?"

"I'm still in the office. Give me a few minutes." He was actually packing up while talking with her on the phone.

"Alright."

Thinking that he must be busy with something, she sat on her desk first, took a report, and read it slowly.

After a while, her phone on the desk vibrated. When she picked it up and opened the inbox, it was a message from Lucas. He said something unexpected came up, and he would be late.

It was only then that she noticed the time. Half an hour had already passed from the time they had agreed to meet. She replied "Okay" and immediately called Jack.

Jack was already at the gate of the hospital, so she quickly packed up and strode to the entrance.

Since the rush hour had already passed, they arrived at the hotel in less than ten minutes. Led by the waiter, they walked into the booked room. Lucas wasn't there yet.

pulled out a chair and sat down. Since she had nothing else to do, she took

walked back and forth inside the room with one hand in his pocket. He peeked through the window, then touched the TV rack beside it. With a frown, he smacked his lips and asked, "How can you make a reservation in this hotel? Look, there's dust everywhere. I don't think the food here is clean,

into a more comfortable sitting position and replied in a low voice, "The wind is strong today, maybe that's

back

nothing to do as well, he picked up the menu and read it. "The dishes in this restaurant don't look good.

didn't reply anymore. It was as if

on her phone and thinking about meeting Lucas later, he felt more and more uncomfortable, and his

said, "Do you want to go home now? I'll stay here and wait for Lucas for

his hand on the table and said seriously with

hand, raised his two fingers, and added, "I can't leave you

then said, "Lucas won't mind if you leave first. Besides, don't you think you will only feel out of

that?" he immediately shouted, trying to

at him

back of his head. He just couldn't suppress his restlessness, thinking that Lucas would

at the thought that Rachel had once intended to spend the rest of her life with Lucas if they got

up to go to the bathroom. But when

with a smile, she waved his hand to greet them. "Did I make you wait for

something to deal with earlier as well, so we just arrived," Rachel replied. Upon noticing that Jack was

eyes full of contempt, he stood up reluctantly, twitched the corners

low when

frowned and pinched his waist secretly. With a voice that only the two of them could hear, she asked,

"I'm fine,"

tone and chuckled. He then pulled out the chair beside him and invited Lucas expressionlessly,

his head and looked behind him. Seeing his action, Rachel understood, so she

ask the waiter what kind of fish it is. I came here first to say hello to you and

then raised his hand and waved at the

he saw her protruding belly, his mouth curved into a smile, and the expression in his eyes

you let your wife walk

in his attitude was too sudden and too evident that Rachel didn't

Rachel, held her hands, and said in a sweet voice, "Rachel,

been doing fine," Rachel answered with a smile. She looked down at Iris' protruding belly, feeling a little envious. "How many months now?" she

show up, so I'm still not used to it." Iris raised her hand and

naturally. He lowered his head and said