Stuck in you

"How is that possible?" Nearly finished with her dinner, Rachel put down her chopsticks and stared at the other woman. "Celia's still young. Besides, she doesn't know me very well. You've known me for many years, and you already know what kind of person I am."

"I know that you are not angry," Lea replied. "Go to the hospital tomorrow and have a good talk with her. I guess she has been feeling down these past two days. After all, one cannot choose their family." Lea felt a little sad about the situation, but she took note of Rachel's strange reaction. She had her head bent down, so her expression was hidden, and she didn't say anything.

Lea was about to ask her when Henry's ringtone played on her mobile. As it turned out, Rita wanted to sleep but was looking for her mother. She refused to sleep regardless of Henry's powers of persuasion. Now, she was crying so hard that her voice was almost hoarse.

After all, her daughter was her priority, so Lea had to give up the topic. She hurriedly picked up her bag and said on her way out, "Remember to talk to Celia."

Rachel thought that it was not that simple.

To her, it seemed like the leak of information was not accidental, but was done on purpose. If the leak originated from someone who had overheard something and spread it through the grapevine, then there was nothing to worry about.

The thing was, she was afraid that it was the Ji family who did this.

Their intent was apparent—they wanted to warn Celia and let her know she could never enter the Ji family. At the same time, they wanted to completely sever the relationship between the Xu family and the Fu family.

Rachel couldn't keep the shiver that traveled down her spine.

The next day, the first thing Rachel saw when she entered her office that morning was a gift box on her desk with a card on it.

She opened the box and saw an apology note with a hand-draw cartoon character bent at the waist in apology. Although the note did not contain the name of the sender, she knew from a single glance who sent it.

There was a pot of cactus inside the gift box, the type of plant that people usually just placed on their desks without any nurturing necessary. Looking at the two items, Rachel smiled. She glanced toward the nurse station outside the door and found Celia, who was patiently guiding a patient's family.

Time always passed very fast whenever Rachel was busy. After looking over half of a long report in one sitting, she stretched her arms over her head and got up to pour herself a cup of coffee before continuing. Suddenly, the office door was opened from the outside, and Celia stepped in with a steaming cup of fragrant coffee in her hand. With a pleasant smile, she held out the cup toward Rachel and said, "I thought you might need coffee. Enjoy."

"You're not angry anymore?" Rachel didn't take the cup on purpose. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at Celia indifferently.

Celia smiled awkwardly and blushed. "That time, I misunderstood you and got mad. Rachel, I know you should be mad at me, but please don't be."

Rachel slowly reached out to take the cup and took a sip. "This is really good," she praised. She gave a small smile to Celia. "I'm not angry anymore. You can go back to work now."

In life, quarrels and misunderstandings were inevitable. Granted, it would make people feel miserable, but once the misunderstandings were cleared up, the sense of joy that they usually got was unparalleled, making people feel like life favored them, after all. Rachel felt that way at that moment. With a renewed burst of energy, she went back to her work, which was starting to become tedious earlier.

However, her good mood dimmed somewhat when she thought of Jonathan's words about what the Ji family was capable of doing. The distance between her and Celia was more or less widened.

setting sun was gradually disappearing over the horizon. Celia thought about how Rachel

forgiven her yet. If she had forgiven her, wouldn't it be better for her to have company for dinner, as Jack was away on

rice bowl and started dumping the contents on the table using

from her, Bertha glared at her angrily, slammed her chopsticks on the table, and yelled, "Don't waste food if you're

she was doing. She replied in an indifferent voice, "I've paid the living

"So? You think you're a big shot now? In the end, you've been jilted. God knows how many years you will have

raised her head and glared at

you playing dumb? Today, my friend told me that that rich boyfriend of yours who supposedly fell in love

was slightly taken aback, but she collected herself and replied with a sneer, "That's right, our family

this to Bertha—she was also trying tell herself that somebody from a rich family like Marcus

it difficult

Celia that he was downstairs and asked her to come down to see him. Celia wanted to hang up the phone, but she ended up changing out of her sleep clothes into a decent outfit. She stood in front of the mirror for a long

he did the last time

chin. As soon as he saw her, he quickly stepped forward and drew her close in a fierce hug. He took

at his exhausted appearance. "Marcus, if you're feeling too

"I'm not tired,"

said firmly as he gently stroked

sleepy that she almost did not feel someone push

eyes and saw a familiar

you awake?" a

other side,

night, she allowed herself to watch a movie until two o'clock in the morning, and she had planned to

head and was curled up in a fetal sleeping posture. He couldn't help but smile at the adorable sight

on the forehead. "I'm back. Can't you get up

and went back to her sleeping position. "I'm still sleepy," she mumbled drowsily, "I'll greet you properly

her in

that a week was too long, so he forcefully compressed all of the week's work into a few days.

Looking at her sleeping so soundly, he took off his clothes and

had returned, but she smiled self-deprecatingly when she recalled that his business in the US would take a week. She must have

her eyes fell on Jack, who was sleeping soundly beside her. She