Stuck in you

Chapter 17 I Sleep In A Good Manner

"At home?" Rachel was momentarily stunned. "Which home?" This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Jack strode over to the nearby sofa and leisurely sat down as he crossed his arms. He slowly glanced over at Rachel with his deep eyes and asked, "How many homes do you have?"

The Fu family house, of course.

Rachel was a little taken aback and confused by what he said. She walked towards Jack and sat down next to him slowly. "What? I don't understand what you mean. What are you talking about?"

Jack pursed his lips slightly and stood up impatiently, clearly annoyed. "It's my father's idea, you can talk to him if you don't want to stay."

It could be seen as clear as day that Jack was also reluctant to accept his father's idea.

The content of Jonathan's talk with his son just now was nothing more than his marriage with Rachel, to help Jack realize his shortcomings.

Jack's face was sullen. He was extremely annoyed not just from his father's idea, but also because of Celine's horrible temper.

He didn't have the heart to do anything to Celine, but he also didn't have the patience to keep on coaxing her. Celine was the bane of his existence, she was born to torture him.

He left Celine's place in rage and decided to head straight home.

Right after Jack left her place, Celine had called his phone but he refused to answer. She called him again for the second time. He answered and said coldly over the phone, "I'll be going home with Rachel tonight."

As he expected, Celine had hung up the phone immediately.

Patience was never Jack's strong suit. Celine had been causing trouble to him these past few days and he was starting to get worn out. He didn't even try to coax her this time.

Tracy hurriedly asked the servants to clean up the room for her son.

This bedroom used to be Jack's room and after he got married, he and Rachel stayed in this room when they lived here.

However, for the past five years, they had never once stepped into this room together.

As for staying overnight, Rachel was incredibly uncomfortable with the idea as she sighed to herself with reluctance just as Jack went to the bathroom to take a shower.

She started pacing back and forth in the room several times with great anxiety. The situation here was quite different from her actual house.

She could decide to sleep on the sofa at her house, and there was no spare quilt here for one of them to sleep on the floor.

There was only one choice, they had to sleep in the bed together for tonight.

This was the most annoying thing for Rachel at the moment. She wasn't comfortable with being so close to someone or sleeping in the same bed with someone she hardly knew.

There was a time when she went out for training in another province and had to stay in the same dorm room with her colleague. Rachel didn't think it was that serious at first, but after a month she was at the end of her ropes. She felt like her privacy was violated.

Rachel had very shallow sleep the first few nights and would always be awakened by nightmares. Her colleague was also horrible to be in the same room with. There were nights when her colleague's hand was on Rachel's chest or a foot on Rachel's stomach.

Rachel couldn't sleep well for that entire month. Every night she slept was like a living nightmare.

Later on, Rachel's problem got even worse and she was never able to get over it.

Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open. Rachel closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she turned around to face Jack.

Rachel's eyes slightly widened at what she saw. Jack had come out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel with droplets of water still sliding down his bare upper body.

It wasn't hard to see that Jack's body was quite good. He had a well-proportioned upper body with wide shoulders and a thin waist, his muscles seemed strong and smooth. His arms were holding a towel as he dried his wet disheveled hair. His abdominal muscles were firm with no trace of fat. Although he didn't have distinct abdominal muscles like a bodybuilder, he had elegant lightly toned muscles that were pleasing to the eyes.

'He obviously hits the gym,' thought Rachel to herself as she couldn't help praising him in her heart. But she soon looked away with a slight blush on her cheeks.

Although it was true that Jack had a great body, that didn't change the fact that she couldn't stand sharing the same bed with him.

As if he hadn't noticed Rachel's gaze, Jack poured himself a glass of water and took out his pajamas and entered the walk-in closet.

However, Rachel was clearly not as comfortable as he was. She waited a while and then strode towards the walk-in closet. She knocked on the door.

Jack paused for a bit and looked towards the door. "Come in," he said in a deep voice.

Rachel opened the door and saw that Jack had already changed into his pajamas and was buttoning up in front of the mirror.

Jack seemed tall and strong, his clothes fit him perfectly as if he was a mannequin. His body seemed incredibly sturdy.

However, Rachel didn't have time to appreciate these, she had to talk to Jack about the problem at hand.

"What is it?" asked Jack as he stared at her inquisitively.

"Do you know if there's an extra quilt that I could use tonight?"

Stunned for a while, Jack realized what Rachel meant. He pursed his thin lips and simply answered, "No."

After a moment of silence, Rachel suddenly looked up at Jack with pleading eyes as she said, "Jack, let me help you find an excuse to leave the house tonight."

Jack scrunched his forehead as he glared at her in utter disbelief and sneered, "Are you insane? Why should I leave my home?"

"Don't you need to go and talk to Celine?" replied Rachel.

"That's none of your business," he said seething.

Rachel was so angry that she stomped, turned around and walked away. Seeing her like that, Jack frowned. He was about to turn around when she suddenly came back.

"I'm sorry to trouble you with this," she said.

Subconsciously, Jack thought about what she said and thought that it definitely wasn't anything good as he thought to himself.

"Okay, that's it!" Catching his attention, Rachel suddenly scratched a straight line on the bed sheet with her hand until she reached the end of the bed. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I hope we can make do with this."

Jack stood still at the bedside clearly stunned as he looked at Rachel as if she was a monster.

This was the most ridiculous thing he had ever seen. This was the first time that when he slept with a woman, she actually drew a deep cross in the middle of the bed.

Rachel blinked innocently as she looked at him. "Is that okay?" she asked.

But Jack just cast her a cold glance and didn't reply. On the thought of this, Rachel felt a little embarrassed as she clenched her fist against her lips and coughed lightly.

"I sleep in a good manner. Don't worry, I won't cross the line. As for you..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw that Jack lifted the quilt and lay down in the bed. He didn't say anything to her as if not giving a care in the world.

Rachel almost clapped her hands when she saw this. If he had acted like this earlier, then she wouldn't have needed to say such embarrassing nonsense.

As Rachel went to turn off the lights, she realized that it might be a bit difficult for her to fall asleep tonight.

Noticing that the other side of the bed beside him had sunk slightly, Jack slowly opened his eyes which were as silent and dark as midnight.

Rachel slowly pulled the quilt closer to her as she got under the sheets.

Ten minutes later,

Jack still couldn't fall asleep and wondered whether Rachel had already fallen asleep beside him.

Half an hour later, Jack opened his eyes again, but this time he turned his body from lying on his back to facing Rachel.

As he turned his body to face Rachel's, he could smell a faint and pleasant fragrance coming from her.

He felt very comfortable and slowly closed his eyes. He hadn't been in a relationship with any other woman since he got together with Celine.

But in the end, when Celine found out that he was a married man, she refused to let him touch her no matter what he said to try and coax her.

"If you really respect me, then you should be fine with not sleeping together until after the divorce." That was what Celine had said to him.

At that time, Jack had treated Celine as a priceless treasure and agreed with whatever she said.

As if he had owed her in his previous life, she had owned him during this lifetime. He had never been this obedient to any woman before, but Celine was different.

Because of her, he had been living a life without sex for five years.

Who would believe it?

Under the blanket of the night, Jack flashed a mocking smile silently.

In fact, Rachel didn't sleep. She kept her eyes open in the darkness. It wasn't because she didn't want to sleep. But every time she closed her eyes in the silence of the night, she could hear the slight breathing not far from her.

She couldn't fall asleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt his breathing become heavy as she'd grow scared.

To distract herself, Rachel turned to her side with her back facing Jack.

When she thought about it, they had never slept in the same bed before. Rachel couldn't sleep till it was already dawn.

Rachel didn't know that Jack didn't fall asleep until that time either.

A couple of hours later, Rachel woke up from her dream still clearly groggy. The first thing she did when she woke up was to reach for her phone on the bedside table.

Before she reached it she realized that she was not at home, but in the Fu family house. Looking over to the window and seeing the bright sky outside, Rachel turned over and got up. It was already late.

She took her phone from the bedside table and checked the time, it was almost noon. She suddenly threw back the quilt, got out of bed and quickly took a set of clothes to change into.

Jack, who was still lying in the bed, was awakened by her sudden movements. He opened his eyes still slightly dreaming.

All of a sudden, Jack saw the familiar ceiling and heard a familiar voice. It was then that he remembered everything that happened last night.

Jack kept staring at the ceiling, blinking as he lay unmoving in the bed.

He listened to the slight movements around him as he lay still. He could hear the sound of running water in the bathroom, then it suddenly stopped and the low voice of a woman was heard as she answered the phone.

Her voice was as smooth and as melodious as a song on a warm summer morning. "Okay, okay, got it," Rachel said calmly.

Jack could almost imagine her answer with some sort of serious expression.

She hung up the phone, and then he could hear the sound of running water again.

He guessed that Rachel must have been washing her face at that moment.

After a while, Jack felt bored again. He just stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, and then he heard footsteps coming out of the bathroom.

As he saw Rachel walking out of the bathroom door, Jack couldn't lie down anymore and sat up from the bed. At this moment, she opened the door and saw him sitting up with his hair and clothes disheveled. There was a slight allure to this sight.

She suddenly stopped, thinking that she might have woken him up. Rachel looked at him gently and apologetically while putting her index finger against her lips as a gesture. "It's all right. Go back to sleep."

He saw the door slowly closing in front of him and Rachel's face slowly disappearing from his sight.

He stayed there sitting quietly for a while, and then he decisively lay back down on the bed while pulling the quilt over his body. However, the quilt was filled with a strange but pleasant smell. The same pleasant smell from last night.