Stuck in you

Jonathan stared at Rachel with his eyebrows raised. "Did something happen?" he asked.
Jack tapped on Rachel's shoulder and shook his head. It was his way of telling her that she didn't have to say anything. "She got
her clothes wet by accident," he said to his father.
Then he turned to Rachel. "You should go upstairs and change your clothes."
"Yes, Jack is right," Jonathan agreed. "Don't catch a cold."
Rachel nodded and started walking upstairs.
Jonathan asked Mendes to come closer. He was holding something behind his back. Mendes noticed this and immediately went
to Jonathan. The old man had been hiding the toys he had bought for Mendes. The boy was so happy to see all the toys that he
started playing with them as soon as he got them.
While Rachel was upstairs, Jonathan took this chance to talk to his son. "So, how's it going?" he whispered. "Are you and Rachel
getting along well?"
"Everything's going smoothly, Dad. Don't worry too much about it," said Jack.
Jonathan squinted at him. He knew his son wasn't telling him everything. "I'm not thinking too much. I just wanted to know if
you're having trouble with Rachel these days."
Jack felt like he was seven years old again, and his dad was asking him if he was quarrelling with his friend.
Nevertheless, he put his hands in his pockets and leaned closer to Jonathan's ear.
"Dad, please. Don't embarrass me."
Jonathan rubbed his fingers on his chin, lost in his thought.
Jack saw Rachel walking down the stairs in his peripheral vision. "Just let me handle this, okay?" he whispered to his father.
'He better not screw this up!'
Jonathan swore in his mind. It wasn't easy for him to help his son to woo his wife.

As soon as Rachel was done changing, she returned downstairs. Jonathan called her attention. He told her that he wanted to
taste her cooking. She smiled at him and rolled up her sleeves. She went to the kitchen with high spirits.
When the dinner was ready, Jack took the initiative to help arrange the dining table.
"It's so rare to see these two cooperating," Jonathan muttered under his breath. He was so satisfied watching Jack and Rachel
work together that he could barely hide his smile.
Jonathan had been planning this all along. He thought that if he could get them to live under the same roof, they could use this
chance to get closer to each other. Maybe they could even discover something about themselves that they hadn't known before.
If their personalities didn't match each other, then let it be. He would not really force them to do anything they were not willing to.
Jonathan was eager to know Jack's plan to deal with this marriage. He knew Jack could have many ways to get a divorce.
Jonathan knew the kind of person his son was—Jack would never go against him.
Jack would only try to end this marriage in roundabout ways.
If things did not go well, Jonathan hoped that they could at least be closer. It didn't matter if they wouldn't be together, but he
wanted to see the two of them getting along.
Other than her cousin and aunt, she had no relatives. Jonathan wanted someone to take care of her after he died.
He was afraid that she might get bullied by some people in the future and no one would stand up to protect her. He also planned
to leave some shares of the company to her.
His health was deteriorating. He had to make preparations to protect Rachel.
His wife was unreliable. She didn't care for Rachel as much as he did. If Jack and Rachel got a divorce, they would end up being
strangers. Rachel would be left to fend for herself.
So Jonathan planned to make them closer. He wanted Jack to take good care of Rachel.
The Fu family owed Rachel so much. Jonathan didn't want to leave her so defenseless, without anyone to rely on.
Rachel called them to have dinner. Jonathan cleared his mind, turned around and took Mendes' hand with a smile. "Come on,
my boy. Let's go have dinner!"

If anything, it was a lovely dinner. Rachel and Jack didn't say anything to each other but they did enjoy the food.
However, on the other side of the table, Mendes kept talking. He seemed to have treated Jonathan as a friend, so he had a lot to
talk with this old man.
Strangely enough, they were perfect match for each other and kept talking nonstop.
Jack picked up some vegetables and thought that Rachel must have learned from his father who knew just how to talk to
children.
Jonathan put some food on Mendes' plate. The boy thanked him. Mendes' sweet smile almost melted the old man's heart.
Watching the boy eat with so much glee made the old man feel that his life was complete.
Suddenly, something occurred to Mendes. He winked at Rachel and Jack. "Uncle Jack, why don't you help Rachel with her
food?"
Then he reminded what Jack had told him and corrected himself. "Jack!"
Jack picked up a piece of fish and was about to put it into Rachel's bowl, but Jonathan stopped him.
"Rachel doesn't like fish. Maybe get her something else, Jack?" said Jonathan.
Jack was surprised at how much Jonathan knew Rachel. Jonathan might not even know what his son liked to eat.
If she didn't like fish, why did she cook fish? After thinking for a while, Jack picked up the vegetables and looked at her, as if
asking whether she liked vegetables or not.
"Thanks, Jack. I'm really not that picky," said Rachel.
Jonathan and Mendes stared at her. Rachel felt like she was under pressure. She tried to eat the food that Jack had given her.
Mendes looked happy watching Rachel and Jack. "That's right, you two should love each other!"
It took a lot of effort for Rachel to swallow all the food. 'Love each other, he said. I wonder who taught him that,' she thought to
herself.
Jonathan gave a thumbs up to Mendes and made the boy giggle again.

Silence fell between Jack and Rachel. They couldn't even look at each other's eyes.
Rachel suddenly remembered that Jack picked up food for her with his own chopsticks.
After dinner, Mendes played for a while. When it was about time, Rachel received the call from Lucas. "Will you send Mendes
back?" he asked.
Rachel took a look at the child who was playing with toys on the sofa in the living room. "I don't think he wants to go back right
now. Dad bought him a lot of toys," she said. "Hold on, let me go ask him."
Lucas laughed on the other end of the line. "It seems that Jonathan is really fond of him."
On the sofa, Mendes was fiddling with the toys.
She crouched down to talk to Mendes. "Uncle Lucas called. He wants to know if you're going home."
Mendes put down the toys and reached for the cellphone. "Let me talk to him," he said.
Rachel handed the phone to Mendes. He put the cellphone next to his ear and began to tell him what he had done in Rachel's
place. He told Lucas he was so happy and wanted to stay here for one night.
Lucas agreed, and then Mendes returned the phone to Rachel.
"Rachel, do me a favor and look after him for tonight, please?" Lucas asked.
Rachel smiled. "Don't worry, I got it," she replied.
Lucas was happy to hear that. "I'm not worry at all. You've got experience now," he said as he giggled a little. "By the way, are
you sure you're free this weekend?" he added.
Rachel didn't understand why he would ask again. "Yes. What's wrong? Has the plan changed?"
Jack was walking downstairs when he heard someone talking over the phone. He stopped before he could fully get off the stairs.
When Rachel heard someone's footsteps, she went over by the window so she could talk in private.
"Nothing has changed. I just realized there's going to be a lot of people going there on that day," said Lucas.

"Don't worry. I don't mind it," Rachel answered.
Jack walked up to Mendes and lifted him up. Mendes was unhappy to be carried, he struggled for a while but eventually gave up.
"What is it, Jack?"
"It's time to take a shower," Jack replied, carrying the boy upstairs.
With a frightened look, Mendes covered his chest with one hand. "You're going to bathe me?"
The corner of Jack's mouth twitched. This boy just had the audacity to make him feel like he was about to violate the boy.
Jack put the boy down and slapped his buttocks, "Go upstairs and bathe by yourself!" Mendes giggled impishly.
Before going upstairs, he turned to Jack. "Is it okay if I sleep with Grandpa Jonathan tonight?"
Jonathan decided to stay here too. Rachel finished the call and happened to overhear what Mendes and Jack were talking
about. She had only cleaned one guest room.
Originally the three of them were planning to sleep together. But if Mendes was going to sleep next to Jonathan, she would sleep
be sleeping alone with Jack.
Rachel walked towards them and coughed. "Why would you suddenly want to sleep next to Grandpa Jonathan?"
Mendes looked at Rachel as if he was a puppy begging for food. "He promised to tell me stories before sleeping." Mendes
sounded sincere. It was hard to say no to him at this point.
Jonathan's promise was so enticing that Mendes would abandon Rachel and Jack immediately.
Rachel wondered if she could tell Mendes any interesting stories to keep him with her. But she couldn't think of anything at the
top of her head.
Mendes' eyes looked like tiny jewels that could hypnotize anyone that stared at them. "Please?" he pleaded. Jonathan heard
them talking. Before Rachel had the chance to refuse, he already gave his answer. "I don't see any problem with that setup."
They raised their heads and saw Jonathan waving at the child. Mendes strode forward and latched onto Jonathan's leg.
Rachel and Jack looked at each other in frustration.