Stuck in you

Celia's voice sounded a little throaty when she answered, "I'm still at home right now because I have a fever."

"Really? Then I'll come over to see you at noon," Rachel answered.

"Thanks, but I'm fine. Marcus is here with me." She coughed a few more times before she hung up the phone. Marcus then came to her with a bowl of millet porridge. He scooped a spoonful, gently blew it, and put it into her mouth. He said, "Good girl. Finish this porridge and take medicine so you can have a good sleep."

But his phone suddenly rang. He looked at the screen with an unusual expression.

It was Eden.

Celia lowered her gaze to hide the disappointment in her eyes. When she raised her head again, she was already smiling as if it was nothing. She then said, "Marcus, give me the bowl. I'll eat it myself while you answer your phone."

Marcus went to the balcony with his phone. As soon as he answered it, he immediately got annoyed with Eden's flattering voice. He asked sulkily, "What's the matter?"

"Your mom and I went shopping in the mall earlier, and we thought of buying you a cashmere shirt. But we don't know your size, so we're not sure if this fits you. Would you like to come over and try it on?"

"No, thanks," he refused coldly.

Without waiting for Eden to speak again, he hung up at once. He was about to go back to Celia's room, but his phone rang again. This time, it was his mother. She asked him to go shop with them, and he could not refuse.

Based on his facial expression, Celia could already tell. Somehow, she felt relieved that he wasn't leaving because of another woman. She touched her forehead and said, "I'm fine now. If you have anything to do, just go ahead. I'm sure I can have a good sleep."

"Are you sure you're feeling better? Call me if you need anything."

"I will."

Wrapped in a quilt, she stood on the balcony and looked down to watch his receding figure. As his car disappeared from her sight, tears suddenly fell from her eyes.

She ended up sobbing and thought of sending a message to Rachel.

It was almost time to get off work when Rachel received Celia's message. It read, "Rachel, it seems like I find it more and more difficult to leave him." The message was full of helplessness and sadness.

But since she wasn't good at comforting others, she didn't know what to reply. Staring at her phone for so long, she decided to exit the message interface.

Jack's efficiency seemed to have really improved a lot recently after receiving a few threats from Rachel.

When she came back from work today, he was already sitting on the sofa with legs crossed. With a faint smile, he picked up the teacup and sipped slowly.

it on the coat rack, and asked, "Didn't you tell me this noon that

down his teacup and answered, "I have something more important to

head, she picked up the teacup that he hadn't finished yet and drank it up. When her throat felt

was still surprised that he was home

he explained, "This photo came from the cafe. It's not so clear, but we both know that

who is that person on the other side? Is she... someone from the Ji family? She can't be Marcus'

finished her words, she caught

touched her face. "Is

to be so smart," he

made her smile. All of a sudden,

"What do you mean you

said, "Have a look. Does this woman look like the one sitting opposite

"Yes,

and her husband is just an ordinary factory worker. In short, they only rely on the Ji family when it comes

to Jack's explanation quietly. She thought for a moment before she asked, "Have you found out what the Ji family had offered to

dramas. It can be money or power. But I'm pretty sure that the Ji family won't

she usually watched some TV dramas, and most of the time, she would watch with her. This kind of

before, Bertha is a greedy woman. It's not surprising that she

say something, the corners of his mouth curved into a smile. "Since I've already fulfilled your

always amused by how his sudden words

she asked, "Why

is about to end. We have to hurry up to have a baby next

in surprise upon hearing his words. "Next

If you don't give birth by next year, your metabolism will already decline, and your body won't recover easily by

you are not young anymore. But me? Of course, I'm still young," she countered. She wanted to push

anymore. So if I don't put it on my bucket list next year, I'm afraid

passionate kiss. He then lifted her

to wear a

she finished, her phone suddenly rang. When she answered it, she heard Celia's hoarse voice from the other end

Without thinking twice, she grabbed her coat and put it on.

"How can you drive like this?

everything looked unusual. The tidy living room was all in a mess. The sofa cushions and the neatly arranged books on

some bloodstains on the TV mounted

felt a little uneasy as she glanced at