Trapped In Lace

The way Jack looked at him sent chills down Eric's spine. Bowing his head, he answered in a low voice, "Yes."

"Okay," Jack nodded and left.

For a while, Eric remained seated. Then, he went outside, bent over the railing, and peeped at the entrance below.

When he was sure that Jack already left, Eric stood up straight and faced the hallway. Imagining Jack in front of him, he punched and kicked fiercely in the air.

After venting, Eric couldn't help but despise himself. 'What a coward!'

Eric swore to himself that he would never run away from Jack anymore. Moreover, teaching that guy a lesson was also on his list! But of course, this was all his wishful thinking.

There was one thing which kept nagging in his mind. What happened last night? 'Is it really true that Jack took care of Rachel the whole night?' Eric wondered. Confusion was reflected in his eyes.

'How could it be possible?' In his eyes, Jack was not a good man.

Meanwhile, Jack called his secretary. "Austin, go meet Mr. Xu at eight o'clock." Looking at his watch, he continued, "I will be late for about forty minutes. Tell him I'm sorry."

"Okay, Mr. Fu. I will tell him."

After hanging up the phone, Jack rubbed his forehead. He was a little tired because of staying up all night. Remembering Rachel's improved condition this morning, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he heard his stomach growl. With his stomach

he couldn't change anything now, she just told herself that everything would be fine. But deep inside her,

she felt ill again.

Since Rachel had been taking her medicines on time, she felt much better in the afternoon.

As the saying went, "Diseases come on wings and depart on foot." But Rachel was different.

"You are as strong as a horse," Eric commented.

Slapping him at the back of his head, Rachel said angrily, "How could you say that to me?!"

Snorting, Eric continued, "I was completely cheated by your delicate appearance! Humph! You must have been pretending sick this morning, right? You're just torturing me on purpose, aren't you? How could you be so healthy now when you were just sick this morning?"

Blushing, Rachel felt guilty. Pretending to be sick again, she acted weak, laid herself on the sofa, covered her head with one hand, and groaned, "Ouch... My head hurts..."

Hearing her, Eric became confused.

Then, devoid of any expressions, he said, "Oh, stop acting!"

In the Fu family's study, there was a faint scent of sandalwood coming from the incense box.

Father and son sat opposite with each other, a chessboard in the middle.

It was rare for them to play chess. Unwilling to be defeated like last time by Rachel, Jonathan was very focused on the game.

Not wanting to admit that his chess skills needed improvement, he must win this game against his son to redeem his honor.