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.

disappearing over the horizon. Celia thought about how Rachel turned her

if Rachel hadn't 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

and started dumping the contents

table from her, Bertha glared at her angrily, slammed her chopsticks on the table, and yelled, "Don't

then resumed what she was doing. She replied in an indifferent

shot now? In the end, you've been jilted. God knows how many years you will have to stay

head and glared at her, "What did you

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 isn't

rich family like Marcus couldn't

found it difficult

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 time before going

he did

stepped forward and drew her close in a fierce hug. He took in a lungful of her unique scent and felt some of the tension in his

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

"I'm not tired,"

he gently stroked

felt so sleepy that she almost did not

and saw

you awake?" a deep and mellow voice

on her other side,

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

by the bed, Jack stared down at Rachel, who had her hands tucked under her head and was curled up in a fetal sleeping posture. He couldn't help but smile

gently on the forehead. "I'm back.

for a kiss. Then, she fell back on the bed and went back to her sleeping position. "I'm still sleepy," she mumbled drowsily, "I'll greet you properly later, when I'm awake.

her

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

her sleeping so soundly,

almost twelve o'clock at noon when Rachel woke up completely. She suddenly felt as though Jack had returned, but she smiled self-deprecatingly when she recalled that his business in the US would take a week. She must have missed him too much, so she had an illusion that

get up when her eyes fell on Jack, who was sleeping soundly beside her. She couldn't contain