Stuck in you

Rachel was able to guess it was none other than Celia's stepmother who was spitting out curses. From what Celia had told her, she knew that woman had a filthy mouth.

"Let's go, Rachel. I am sorry you had to hear that. I will treat you to a good meal and make up for this." In fact, Celia had no desire to have dinner there. After all, Bertha would never allow her to have an enjoyable time. How could she expect a peaceful meal? No! She was determined to leave and take Rachel elsewhere.

Understanding how bad the situation was, Rachel nodded her head. Just when she was about to ease the atmosphere by asking about the food they would eat, the door was pushed open.

Grim-faced, Bertha came to their view. Without even glancing at Rachel, she turned to Celia and said, "I've arranged a blind date for you. Change your clothes and wear something proper."

"A blind date?"

Celia shouted in disbelief. "I am not going!"

Bertha glared at her. "You have no right to say no. You didn't have a boyfriend. Did you expect to live with us for the rest of your life? I am sorry, but we can't take this nuisance any longer!"

Celia couldn't help retorting, "First of all, I have a boyfriend. And didn't you taunt me for having found a rich boyfriend? How did you forget it all of a sudden? Do what you want, I am not interested in this blind date!"

Bertha sneered and said, "A rich boyfriend? He is probably playing with you. It is nothing but a time pass for him. Don't waste my time. Get ready for the date I have planned for you."

All this while, Rachel chose to remain quiet. After all, this was a family matter so she didn't wish to meddle. However, now Bertha was crossing the line. "It's Celia's choice whether she wants to go on a blind date or not. You have no right to force her. From what I know, Celia pays for her expenses every month. How can you call her a nuisance?" she questioned.

Only then did Bertha notice the woman standing beside Celia. She cast a scornful glance at her and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Celia's colleague," said Rachel indifferently.

"And I'm Celia's mother. As a mother, don't you think I know what is better for her?"

Celia couldn't help shouting, "You are not my mother! My mother is dead!"

Bang! A hand slammed against her face.

Dylan had overheard their conversation. He glared at Celia and said, "Bertha is my wife now, which makes her your mother! You have no right to say your mother is dead when she is here!"

Several time, Celia had told Rachel how awful her family was. But for the first time, Rachel had witnessed it with her own eyes. 'It is worse than I had anticipated,' she thought.

Rachel's heart skipped a beat. She quickly pulled Celia behind her and spat out angrily, "Mr. Xu, I have no idea why you took offense in her words. Her biological mother is indeed dead. Your wife isn't her mother, she is a step-mother."

Dylan had seen her several years ago. Back then, Rachel had a thin face and a crew cut hair. Her long and curly hair added to the fact she had gained a lot of weight made her unrecognizable to him. "Who are you? I'm trying to ingrain my daughter with some manners. This is none of your business so you better stay out of it."

Yet he had the audacity to pretend like he was doing the

a sneer, Rachel introduced herself,

aback. His

had never heard of this name before. Seeing her husband's perplexed look, she stood beside him and asked in a low voice, "Who the hell

to Bertha, Rachel added, "I'm Jack Fu's woman. I

now reflected on Bertha's face as well. With some satisfaction, Rachel realized for

Group. Jack is your boss, and since I am his

question, she didn't give Dylan a chance to speak. She went on, "I heard from Jack that in addition to the employees' working ability, their attitude towards their family also matters. MK Group likes to

she had witnessed his attitude towards his daughter and was deeply

and said, "Miss Shen is right." She mentally cursed herself and Dylan for their

in their attitude, Rachel took Celia's hand and walked out. When they arrived

two of them said in unison, "No, of course

word The fingerprints

Celia a room in her house. But she couldn't get Celia to agree. She forced a smile and said, "Rachel, I'm not

want to force her so she let it go. Suddenly, a thought occurred to her.

Celia's hand. "If you don't have the heart to go home, you can live here. And if you need anything, you can call me or Lea. Don't worry, we will always be

done this much for Celia. The amount of care Rachel was giving made her emotional. She could

seven o'clock. The house was quiet and she tip-toed her way into the kitchen. With an apron tied around

and asked, "Someone seems to be

"Nothing," she said.

to a lot of people, I feel very privileged. I have the freedom to do want I want. On top of that, I

has been good

was someone who seldom let her guard down. She never allowed people to see her vulnerable side. Something had happened today for

quickly finished cooking and began

in a gentle

She walked out of the kitchen and made her way to the living room. Her face had a far-away look. "I just went to Celia's house. Her

is an awful thing to say," Jack said like he was talking to a child. He also

nodded in agreement. She knew it was wrong

more cooking. The two of them sat on the sofa and

Celia and Marcus, the

watch and was about to go to the kitchen. The rice must have been ready. But Rachel caught

He sat