Marcus' words failed to goad Jack in surrendering. Rubbing the space in between his eyebrows, Jack sighed. "I've been exhausted lately."
Michael snorted. "And why is that?"
Eric was the only one who knew exactly why Jack was so tired.
"He has been taking care of Rachel," he stated proudly.
Eric patted Jack's shoulder. He didn't notice the smile that carved into his lips.
Rachel was half asleep when the bed sank. The smell of alcohol wafted across her, and she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose.
"Did you drink?" she murmured.
Jack's eyes widened. "Is the smell that strong?"
He made sure that he took a shower before coming to bed in fear that the smell might cause her to vomit.
Rachel slowly opened her eyes, yawning. "I have a good nose." She tapped her nose to emphasize her point. "It's not that strong though. Did they leave?"
Jack pulled her into a kiss. "No, they're still in the living room."
"Why did you leave them?"
"Eric is with them right now."
"Eric?"
"Yes. There's no need to worry about them. Let's sleep now."
Michael and Marcus had initially planned to drink with Jack. However, Jack decided to run away and let Eric serve as his scapegoat.
Eric's head hurt so much in the morning from all the drinking he did. In fact, it took him a few hours to get over his hangover.
When Rachel saw the two men again, they began to complain to her.
While Jack was playing with his lighter indifferently, Michael took his time to ridicule them. "You're so awesome, Rachel. You've already turned this playboy into a good husband.
She almost choked on her juice at the man's words. At the sound, Jack immediately set aside his lighter and patted her on the back. "Drink it slowly," he instructed. Marcus couldn't help but be surprised by the scene. Even when Jack and Celine were together, he had never seen them in such an intimate relationship. Most of the time, Celine would take it upon herself to please Jack, not the other way around.
Marcus coughed awkwardly. "By the way, how's Eric doing? He was so drunk he couldn't even stand up when we left."
Hearing him mention Eric, Jack froze and snuck a glance at his wife.
Before he could say anything, Rachel frowned and snapped, "You two crossed the line that day!
Marcus went into a coughing fit.
Michael avoided her cool gaze. In fact, it felt as if they had bullied Eric and were now being scolded by his parent. When he glanced at Jack, he couldn't even believe the man's audacity.
Jack was shameless enough to pretend to be innocent after betraying Eric.
Michael raised his hands up in the air. "I gave him three days off."
"You shouldn't have let him drink too much," Jack reminded them.
If looks could kill, Jack would've already been six feet under as the two sneered at him. 'What the fuck? Traitor!' Rachel had no idea what had happened, so she nodded in agreement. "It really is too much. You know that Eric's not good at drinking. The nanny had to help him go back to his room."
According to what the nanny had said, Eric was forced to drink loads of glasses.
As they struggled to explain themselves, a man knocked at the door and poked his head in. "It's time for fireworks. Come on. Don't hide yourselves here."
They were actually attending the birthday party of one of best friends. To be more specific, the celebrant was actually a friend of Michael's.
Given that they were all still in their early twenties, they still had a way of celebrating very exuberantly.
The host rented a yacht and invited his friends over.
Jack was one of the people he had invited, so he took Rachel out here to relax.
After being discharged from the hospital for more than half a month, she stayed most of her time in her home. The only place she ever went to was the surrounding park.
However, Jack knew that she stayed at home most of the time because she was insecure about her hair.
Since he was busy with his work, he wasn't always with her all the time. These days, he noticed that she had grown even slimmer than before, and her skin was so pale after not going out in the past month.
While he was thinking of finding an excuse to take her out for a walk, the birthday invitation came by just in time.
Jack thought it over and decided to take her. After all, there weren't that many people on the yacht, and it was mostly filled with people Rachel already knew.
There were several people on the deck setting off the fireworks. Three hot girls dressed in bikinis were chasing after one another as they yelled gleefully as the skies lit up.
Marcus' eyes glinted at the sight of the beautiful women. Glancing at him, Michael snorted. "These girls already have boyfriends," he
reminded.
The flickering light in the man's eyes quickly vanished, and he said nothing in reply.
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