Trapped In Lace

Instead of answering Jack's question, Rachel asked back, "How about you?"

She put down the magazine and gave him a bright smile.

He poked her forehead with his finger gently and replied, "Well, you know that I'm always obedient to your orders."

Jonathan had already settled almost everything about their wedding. And since Linda met them now, things were all finalized. It turned out, their wedding would be held two days later.

The day before the wedding, Rachel sat in front of her dresser and looked at her beautiful bright eyes in the mirror. She recalled all the things that happened in the past and couldn't help feeling as if she was still in a dream.

She was so absorbed in her thought that she didn't notice when Jack pushed the door open. She only felt his presence in the room when his hand gently touched her shoulder. Patting his hand, she said, "Didn't Mom tell you not to come here tonight?"

"I'm here to check if my bride is now ready for tomorrow's wedding." The smile in Jack's eyes became more and more apparent.

Rachel turned back and smiled at him. "Of course, I'm ready. Besides, this is not the first time I'm marrying you. I don't see any reason to be nervous."

"This one is different."

With a seductive smile on his thin lips, he pulled her aside and opened the drawer. There, he took out a necklace with two rings as pendants.

She recognized the two rings at a glance, so she

. "That day, your parents were forced to death by Jack's parents."

Her tone was so gentle, but every word she said was like a knife that stabbed Rachel's heart.

"Aunt Linda, whose parents did you say?" Her voice was weak and trembling. She wanted to make sure that she didn't mishear what Linda had said.

"Rachel, they are Jack's parents." Linda stressed the word "Jack" intentionally.

"Wait. Stop it!" She didn't want to listen anymore. For so many years, she had suffered from so much pain and despair upon losing her parents. Knowing that the people responsible for her parents' death were Jack's parents was too much for her to bear.

"Rachel, you have to accept the fact. You can't ignore it. It's impossible." Linda's sobbing was like saltwater that poured into her wounded heart.

Eventually, she decided to face the truth. She went outside to look for Jack. But as she looked into his gentle deep-set eyes, she was at a loss for words.

"Is something wrong?" Jack asked intermediately. "How is your aunt now? Why do you look so awful? Do you feel tired or you just missed me?" Jack tried to tease her to lighten her mood, but she couldn't even afford to smile.

"Jack..." She gave him a pleading look. "I want to ask you something. Please answer me honestly."

He held her in his arms, trying to soothe her sadness with his tenderness.

"What do you want to know? I am willing to tell you anything."