Stuck in you novel Chapter 217

Emma was in shock that she almost dropped her bag. 'What the hell?'

Rachel pursed her lips.

Although they weren't speaking ill of her, she felt uncomfortable to be part of their conversation.

She didn't go away quietly. In fact, the moment her face was shown,

the girls realized that she had heard them gossip about her.

The girls huddled around each other in bewilderment. Some of them shared looks as they wanted to figure out what to do next.

"What should we do?"

"I don't know either."

"Will she teach us a lesson?"

Finding no answer within themselves, they gazed up at Emma. The woman was so restless that she was about to break her bag strap. She gritted her teeth. "What are you looking at me for? I'm not her!" she demanded.

Her voice was much weaker than before as guilt crept over her words.

Jack was known to defend the people around him. What if he got back at her for the words that she had just said today?

After all, she had insulted both his wife and his ex.

Emma balled her fists and lowered her head. "I'll apologize to her."

All of the women gazed up at Emma in surprise, not really expecting that she would lower her pride for something like this. Without another word, she pursed her lips and walked out.

She glanced around, muttering to herself, "Where is she?"

She didn't even know the woman's name! "Have you seen Mrs. Fu?" she asked a few passers-by. If she didn't see Rachel, then someone else must have.

Either way, she was going to apologize to her.

Rachel was actually looking for Jack, but she couldn't find him anywhere.

People were going in and out of the banquet hall, blocking her view.

Some of them gathered around as they clinked their glasses together. As she stared at her surroundings, she found that almost every man was dressed exactly the same. If they covered their faces, she wouldn't be able to tell them apart.

Back then, she had thought that Jack was an angel sent from the heavens—that she could spot him anywhere in the world.

In the midst of bustling crowds, she found that, that might not be the case.

If they weren't facing her, they all looked exactly alike!

Rachel walked around the hall, narrowing her eyes like a sparrow trying to find its jewelries, but she still saw no sign of her husband. Instead, she found a few people who waved her over and greeted her as if she was some sort of celebrity.

She initially wanted to ask them if they knew where Jack was, but she felt a little embarrassed to ask such a question. She didn't want them to think that she had lost him along the way.

Instead, she entertained them with a chat. Fortunately, none of them asked her where Jack was.

A few minutes later, she was finally free to wander around the hall.

It occurred to her that the last time they had gone to an engagement party, Jack had also disappeared like this.

She pursed her lips, going up the second floor.

However, given the eerie silence, she found that Jack might not be here.

She must've gone up the wrong flight of stairs.

Rachel was about to turn around when a door opened behind her. A man staggered out. The top of his shirt was unbuttoned and his eyes were rolling to the back of his head. He was heaving as if he had just finished a marathon.

Before she could react, he wrapped his hand around her wrist. She winced at the hotness of his grasp.

The man stared at her with bloodshot eyes as he leaned against her.

Her back hit against the wall behind her. She screamed in shock.

Suddenly, the man fell to the floor.

Rachel quickly stretched out her arms and tried to hold him.

His breathing got even heavier and his face was flushed.

"Doctor," he gasped out. "Help me."

Before she had time to think, the man had already lost consciousness.

She tried her best, but she still couldn't find a better grip. "Is somebody here?" she yelled out. "Help! Please!"

She knew that something bad was going to happen.

The ambulance arrived very soon. When the man was sent into the car, he tightly grasped her hand.

Seeing that the situation was urgent, Rachel didn't have a choice but to follow him. She lifted up the hemline of her dress and followed the man into the ambulance.

He must've suffered from an allergy.

She pursed her lips. However, she still couldn't find out the allergen.