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?'
As soon as they got home, Rachel heard a quarrel upstairs. She was stunned and then realized that Jonathan and Tracy had
come for dinner.
Julie took the bag from her hand and was about to put it on the cabinet next to her, but was stopped by Rachel, "What are the
two doing upstairs?"
"Oh, they said they would tidy up a Baby's room upstairs. They came at noon. The two have been fighting for the whole
afternoon, and it's not over yet." Julie said with a smile.
On the second floor, Tracy, with one hand on her waist, stared at them and said discontentedly, "The room needs pink wall
paint."
"What if the baby is a boy then?" With a helpless look on his face, Jonathan pointed at the wall and said, "I think the blue one is
good now. There's no need to paint again."
Tracy immediately retorted, "What if she gives birth to a girl then? Girls don't like blue rooms. She must like my idea."
She had given birth to her own son and had never enjoyed the feeling of raising a girl that was called "considerate cotton padded
jacket". She had thought that she could enjoy it when she found a daughter-in-law, but Rachel was not that kind of girl.
Therefore, she now put all her 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 dresses and dress her up as a little princess.
Not to be outdone, Jonathan retorted, "If it were a boy, he would definitely not like pink. Blue is more popular and easily
accepted."
The two of them were like two children arguing over this question.
When Rachel and Jack went upstairs, they heard these words. They looked at each other and found it both funny and annoying.

Jack put his hand on Tracy's shoulder and said, "Mom, it's too early to redecorate the room. We can make a decision after the
baby is born."
"After the baby is born?" Tracy looked up at him, shook her head and denied, "No, it's too late. The painted room takes long time
to erase the smell. We can't use it directly."
"The child can live in one room alone until he's two or three years old." Jack patted Tracy's back gently to comfort her and Tracy
finally nodded in agreement.
Standing 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 interested in the conversation, she really didn't want to be the one to spoil it.
She could only lower her head and listen quietly.
While speaking, Jack turned his head to take a look at Rachel. Seeing that she didn't have any reaction, he felt relieved, but he
couldn't help but be tightly gripped.
If she didn't refute, did it mean that she didn't want or care about it?
Jonathan echoed, "Yes. It's not too late to discuss the decoration after the baby is born. There's no need to be in such a hurry."
Tracy, who had already calmed down, started to be excited again when she heard what Jonathan said. She immediately retorted,
"Someone said that he would go to the decoration company to see the decoration plan as soon as he saw this room."
"Didn't you say that you would redecorate the house?"
The two of 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 a fight. We can be just like them in the future, what do you think?"
Rachel didn't answer, but pulled her hand back and said to them in a low voice, "I'm going back to my room to change clothes.
You guys take your time."
Standing still, Jack felt bitter in his heart.
Sure enough, what he had just thought was right. It was not that Rachel had agreed with him, but that she was too lazy to refute.

Seeing the disappointment on his face, Jonathan walked past him and said in a flat voice, "Since you didn't realize the
consequences and made a mistake before, you should keep running in this way!"
His words were a little heavy, but they were like a blow to the head, which made Jack suddenly feel enlightened.
In the room, Rachel took her home clothes out the furniture cabinet. Suddenly, she felt her nose itchy and sneezed several
times. She muttered to herself, "Do I get cold?"
At this time, getting cold is the most painful thing. You can't take medicine or have an injection. You can only rely on your own
resistance to slowly dissipate it.
Rachel quickly changed her clothes and opened the bedroom door. She was startled and asked, "Why are you standing at the
door?"
"I'm waiting for you." Jack grinned brightly.
Rachel lowered her head and looked away. In the past few days, she had been cold to Jack, but why was he still so
enthusiastic?
In the morning of the second day, the alarm clock on her cell phone seemed to be out of control and she didn't hear it all the
time. When she woke up, it was already nine o'clock, more than half an hour late.
She rubbed her face and took out her phone. It turned out that she had turned off the alarm clock.
She lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed when Julie's voice rang at the door, "Miss, are you up?"
"I'm up." Rachel was a little annoyed by the fact that she had overslept, so her voice didn't sound good.
Julie gently pushed the door open and walked in. "The breakfast is ready. It's on the table. Miss, I have something to deal with
temporarily and have to go out. It's not too late to accompany you when I come back, isn't it?"
Rachel got more confused, "Go with me? Where are we going?"
Julie replied, "Go to the hospital for a prenatal check-up. Today is your day."
Rachel patted her forehead and said, "Just go ahead with your business. I can go to the hospital myself."

"I'll go with you." Jack's voice suddenly came from the door. He lowered his head and twisted the buttons on his shirt while
whispering, "Julie, if you have anything to do, just go ahead. I will accompany her to the hospital for the prenatal checkups from
now on."
"Don't you need to go to the company?" Asked Rachel.
Jack raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Of course it's more important to accompany you to the hospital for prenatal
checkups."
To be serious, this was the first time that Jack accompanied her to the hospital for prenatal checkups. On the way to the hospital,
Rachel felt very uncomfortable sitting in the car. "Jack, in fact, I can go for the prenatal checkups myself. You don't have to go
with me."
Jack put his hands on the steering wheel and tapped two times with his index finger. After a moment of silence, he reached out
and turned on the music in the car. The elegant piano music flowed out of the sound. He said softly, "Close your eyes and have a
rest. By the way, give our baby a prenatal education."
He easily changed the topic to another. Rachel knew that there was no point in talking more, so she didn't listen to him. She
closed her eyes and had a rest quietly.
It was not rush hour now. They arrived at the hospital soon. They took out the number they had already made an appointment on
the self-registration machine. The two of them walked to the waiting area of the obstetrics and gynecology department and sat
quietly.
After a while, the automatic number machine repeated calling Rachel's name. Jack quickly picked up the bag beside him and
stood up. Rachel looked at him up and down in confusion, "Where are you going?"
"I'll go with you." Jack answered it for granted.
Rachel took the bag from his hand and said, "Just wait for me here. I'll go in by myself."