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.

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

hand in his pocket. He peeked through the window, then touched the TV rack beside it. With a frown, he

low voice, "The wind is strong today, maybe that's why the room is

back on

menu and

as if she wanted him to

about meeting Lucas later, he felt more and more uncomfortable, and

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

threw the menu in his hand on the table and said seriously with a straight face,

fingers, and added, "I can't leave you

took back her gaze and pursed her lips. She then said, "Lucas won't mind if

told you that?" he immediately shouted, trying

glanced at him

clearly captured the hint of contempt in her eyes. He irritably scratched the back of his head. He just couldn't suppress his restlessness, thinking that Lucas would arrive any moment from

the thought that Rachel had once intended to spend the rest of her life

room was quiet for a few minutes. After sitting quietly for a while, Rachel stood up to go to the bathroom. But when she turned around, she saw that the door

hand to

Rachel replied. Upon noticing that Jack was still sitting and didn't even look at Lucas, she patted him on the shoulder and whispered,

full of contempt, he stood up reluctantly, twitched

very low when he

pinched his waist secretly. With a voice that only the

"I'm fine,"

in the same tone and chuckled. He then pulled out the

a minute." Lucas' tone was always gentle and calm. He turned his head and looked behind him. Seeing his action, Rachel understood, so she asked, "Where

along the hallway, so she went to ask the waiter what kind of fish it is. I came

then raised his hand and waved at

When he saw her

said, "Come and sit down. Lucas, how could you let your wife walk to the counter alone with her big belly? You should have gone and asked for her

change in his attitude was too sudden and too

over to Rachel, held her hands, and said in a sweet voice, "Rachel, it's been a long time since we last met. How have you

at Iris' protruding belly, feeling a little envious. "How many months

I'm still not used to it." Iris raised her hand and touched her belly subconsciously. Her eyes were full of

lowered his head and said in a gentle voice, "You must be tired. Have a seat