Stuck in you

When she was about to get off work, she only typed sixty or seventy words on a document which should had contained seven hundred or eight hundred words.

The Director knocked on the office door and came in, asking, "Are the documents ready, Rachel?"

It was not until then that she realized what had happened. She quickly said, "I'm still working on it. It's almost done."

The Director frowned and said in a somewhat irritable voice, "The document can be handled in half an hour. You have been working on it for the whole afternoon, but you haven't finished it yet?"

She looked at her watch and sneered, "I'm leaving in ten minutes. Can you finish it in time?"

Taking a look at her almost empty page, Rachel answered honestly, "I'm afraid I can't."

As soon as the words were finished, the face of the Director darkened all of a sudden. She pouted impatiently and said, "Then you'd better finish it as soon as possible in the afternoon. Send it to my e-mail. I'll deal with it when I get home."

"Okay."

Since Rachel started her work, she had never made such a mistake, nor had she been doubted by the leader. Now it was because of Jack that such a serious accident happened, and even she was speechless with herself.

She wiped her face casually and tried to cheer herself up. She focused her attention on the documents and kept typing on the keyboard. Finally, within half an hour, she prepared the documents and sent them to the mailbox of the Director.

Turning around her stiff neck, Rachel reached out and turned off the computer. When she was about to stand up, there was a knock on the door. Standing at the door, Jack was a little surprised and said, "Rachel, I thought you wouldn't wait for me."

"I was just busy with my work and didn't notice the time." Explained Rachel.

But Jack didn't believe what she said. He reached out his index finger and gently shook it two times. "Rachel, don't be stubborn. In fact, you have forgiven me in your heart, right?"

...

It was the first time that she knew that Jack was such a self-righteous man.

She took out her bag from the cabinet, walked around him and pressed the down elevator button. After a while, she did not see him come out. When she looked back, she found that he was still standing in her office, raising his hands and constantly shaking his body. Her eyes widened when she saw him dancing.

'Didn't he take the medicine before he went out this morning?'

upstairs. She was stunned and then realized

her hand and was about to put it on the cabinet next to her, but was stopped by Rachel,

They came at noon. The two have been fighting for the whole

Tracy, with one hand on her waist, stared

on his face, Jonathan pointed at the wall

she gives birth to a girl then? Girls don't

feeling of raising a girl that was called "considerate cotton padded jacket". She had thought that

hopes on the belly of Rachel. She kept praying in her heart that she could have a granddaughter, and then she could hold her hand to go shopping, buy her all kinds of

be outdone, Jonathan retorted, "If it were a boy, he would definitely not

two children arguing

and Jack went upstairs, they heard these words. They looked at each other and

"Mom, it's too early to redecorate the room. We

is born?" Tracy looked up at him, shook her head and denied, "No, it's too late.

room alone until he's two or three years old." Jack patted Tracy's back gently to comfort her and Tracy finally nodded

aside quietly listening to the conversation between the two people, the corners of Rachel's mouth twitched silently. She didn't know what would happen between her and Jack in the future, but they had begun to talk about what would happen two or three years later. However, seeing that they were so

that she didn't have any reaction, he felt relieved, but he couldn't help but

didn't refute, did it mean that she didn't want or care about it?

It's not too late to discuss the decoration after the baby

already calmed down, started to be excited again when she heard what Jonathan said. She immediately retorted, "Someone said that he would go

you would redecorate the

them argued again. Jack smiled helplessly, walked to Rachel's side and held her hand. He bent down slightly and approached her ear, whispering, "In fact, it's not bad to have

low voice, "I'm going

still, Jack felt bitter in his

not that Rachel had agreed

a flat voice, "Since you didn't realize the consequences and made a

they were like a blow to

home clothes out the furniture cabinet. Suddenly, she felt her nose itchy

thing. You can't take medicine or have an injection. You can only

the bedroom door. She was startled and

for you." Jack grinned brightly.