Chapter 173


    Tracy turned around, feeling a little hesitant. "I was looking for them. Why aren''t they here?"


    Jonathan shrugged. "Why not just give them a phone call?"


    She didn''t say anything. What she really wanted to do was look for them in secret.


    "You shouldn''t worry too much about them. They''ll be fine," Jonathan said.


    "I''m not worried," she said automatically, turning to face him. "Don''t you think it''s a little strange?


    When did they decide to be together? It''s just so sudden."


    Jonathanughed silently at the sight of his wife''s confused face as he led her into their own


    bedroom. "I told you not worry about it, okay? They''ll deal with it themselves," he said softly.


    "My hips have been aching these past two days. Do you mind giving me a massage?"


    Rachel had proven further that she couldn''t drink. Although it was just a bottle of pineapple beer,


    whose alcohol content was low enough that it could be associated with water, it still made her flush


    after walking down from the top floor.


    However, she was still very sober. When they were going downstairs, Jack was thinking whether or


    not he needed to help her. Seeing that she could still walk on her own, he withdrew his arm.


    She really couldn''t drink.


    It was quiet in the house. It seemed that his parents had already gone to bed.


    They went into their bedroom.


    After taking a shower, Rachelpletely sobered up. She felt something warme over her, only


    to see that it was Jack who had also just finished his bath.


    Before she could react, he grabbed her waist and kissed her possessively.


    She couldn''t even bear his experienced skills. Within a few seconds, she withdrew from his lips,


    panting.


    "Not here," she murmured as they inched closer to the bed.


    However, he didn''t listen to her as his hands wandered across her body. "Why not?"


    "We''re at your parents'' home," she whispered.


    "Don''t worry. No one will hear us."


    What he didn''t know was that Rachel didn''t care about the soundproofing of the room. What she


    was afraid of was the housekeeper who would be in charge of cleaning it all up. His parents were


    sure to find out.


    However, these thoughts couldn''t win Jack


    over.


    A part of her thought that she was still drunk by that beer. It had made her indulgent to his desires.


    The next day, they got up veryte. When they finally left the house, Rachel was almost


    expressionless when she said her farewells to her iws.


    Her reaction puzzled them. Only Jack knew what she was feeling.


    Resisting the urge tough, he gently took his wife''s hand and said goodbye to his parents.


    Jonathan was pleased at the sight.


    No matter how many obstacles blocked them, Jonathan was ecstatic to see that the two of them


    were together again.


    After they drove away, Rachel rxed in her


    seat.


    She loosened her shoulders and buried her face into her hands.


    "Fuck," she murmured.


    Jack burst outughing at her remorseful face.


    "They won''t pay attention to that," he coaxed her.


    Last night was their first real night as a couple in that bedroom. The room, after being present for so


    many years, had finally yed its role.


    However, for Rachel, it wasn''t a night worth celebrating.


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    After all, she wasn''t as shameless as her husband.


    "Are you really that shy?" he teased. "From the way you''re looking at me now, you could freeze me


    over."


    ''As if you aren''t cold yourself,'' she thought, fully knowing that the coldness he was referring to was


    different from his personality.


    Rachel''s appearance brought forth an impression of being cold and insincere. If she didn''t smile,


    she looked incredibly intimidating. Besides, she was quiet and introverted, which distanced her


    even more from the people around her.


    Her lips twitched. "Ass."


    Who could be colder than Jack? The man was an iceberg!


    As her head leaned against the window, she couldn''t help but smile.


    "Every time I saw you, you always had that face," he said casually. "I''ve always thought you hated


    me."


    Rachel turned. "I didn''t hate you."


    It wasn''t that she disliked him.


    It was just her face. She didn''t mean to re at him or anything.


    Rachel didn''t even bother to exin herself to


    him.


    Instead, she listened to his next words.


    "Do you remember the day we came to my parents'' house and we also slept in that same bed?"


    They have only gone to his parents'' house a few times.


    But she still couldn''t remember what day he was referring to. She pursed her lips. "Go on."


    Jack still remembered the memory of that night. For the first time, he had developed sexual


    intentions for the woman beside him.


    Being tortured by her scent, it took all his strength to not follow through with that impulse.


    Back then, he had thought that Rachel had truly hated him with all her guts. But the next day, when


    she woke up and was about to leave the bedroom, she saw him awake and shushed him. It felt so


    warm and loving.


    With her dark hair and snowy skin, she walked out of the room like a moon goddess.


    The click of the door was like a shot in his heart.


    He didn''t tell her the story in such an artistic way, but instead, he just described his thoughts when


    she looked at him.


    It was only then that he knew that things have changed.


    Hearing his exnation, Rachel was a little surprised.


    She didn''t know that he regarded her that way.


    That was what she usually did when she was inspecting a patient while other people were talking


    too loudly. She would shush them to quiet them down.


    However, she didn''t expect Jack to think better of her.


    She didn''t know what to say.


    At that thought, he realized that he had fallen deeper into love every day.


    Rachel didn''t know that.


    In fact, Jack himself never noticed it till now.


    When they arrived at Jack''s ce, he parked the car. Before he unfastened his seat belt, he


    reached out to hold the back of her hand.


    They stared at their intertwined hands for a while. She nced up at him, wondering what he was


    thinking.


    Mixed feelings filled his heart, as he tightened his grip on her hand.


    "Do you still remember Francis of the Cheng Family?"


    Francis? At the thought, Rachel frowned.


    "I came across him the other day. Fie was drunk, and he hugged a girl who looked a bit like Wendy,"


    Jack said.


    "Flow''s he doing?" she asked.


    With a faint smile, Jack released her hand and got out of the car with her.


    As they were walking into the house, Jack took her hand and continued,


    "I know that he regretted his actions."


    Francis had shown that from losing so much


    wait.


    It was said that something had happened in hispany, but he didn''t even have the energy to


    deal with it.


    In fact, he heard that Francis was nning to sell thepany and leave the country.


    Fie had spent years nning for revenge, and it


    turned out that the n backfired right in his face. Francis shouldn''t have included Wendy into


    this.


    He had used her to enact his n, and he even hurt her in the name of love. Atst, they were


    finally separated.


    Francis could only hold a woman who looked like Wendy under his drunken gaze. And when he


    woke up, he would look like he had be part of the walking dead.