Stuck in you novel Chapter 213

Marcus widened his eyes in surprise. "She is pregnant?"

Henry nodded with a hint of pride on his face.

For a moment after seeing Henry's confirmation, Marcus was speechless with excitement.

Finally, he dramatically put both his hands over his chest as if he was gasping for breath and exclaimed, "Oh, my God, this is crazy. We didn't even have the time to digest the fact that you're getting married and now, you're springing this on us!"

Henry shrugged. "All I wanted to tell you was that I'm getting married," he said casually.

"Yeah, well, you were being so obvious that I would have to be an idiot to not guess it," Marcus muttered playfully.

All of them laughed and congratulated Henry from the bottom of their hearts. The whole room was lit up by the jovial mood of this group of friends.

But Rachel, who had never imagined that she would hear such news, was itching to talk to her friend.

It was 1 p.m. when they finished lunch, but she had a lunch break until half past two in the afternoon and it would take barely ten minutes to get back to the hospital, so she was in no hurry to leave.

But first things first; she excused herself from the table, went to a quiet corner, and called Lea.

It was impossible for Lea to not tell her that she was going to get married.

As she had expected, Lea was surprised to hear what had happened at lunch. "What did you say? He took out the household certificate?" she asked.

Rachel chuckled. "Yes, to show us that you're getting married."

"He's crazy." Lea shook her head and cursed Henry, but there was a fondness in her voice. "Did he say anything else?" "Yes.

He said that he was going to be the first to get married among them, but Jack immediately argued with him."

Lea smiled; she could almost imagine this amusing scene in her head.

"He just told us that he is going to be a father in a roundabout way," Rachel added.

"He's insane!" Lea said with a laugh. The more Rachel described it, the more Lea felt like she had been there too.

Rachel sighed happily. "Marcus told us that he'd never seen such a silly Henry before."

Lea's grin widened even more. "He told me that he would go home to talk to his parents about this, but he never said anything about getting married. I guess he just wanted to give me a surprise. Well, I've already heard it from you now."

Rachel bit her lip, realizing that she might have made a mistake. "Oh, Henry will hate me so much if he finds out! I think you'd better pretend to be surprised when he tells you."

Meanwhile, Jack was standing in the corridor and lighting up a cigarette when he heard footsteps approaching him. He turned his head and saw Henry walking toward him with a smile on his face.

Having known Henry for so many years, Jack could tell that the smile on his face was a genuine one.

In fact, Henry's expression was so cheerful that he even looked a little silly, just like Marcus had said.

Jack flicked the ash from his cigarette. "What? Why do you look so happy?"

In fact, Henry was trying to suppress his joy, but he just couldn't. Placing his fist in front of his mouth, he cleared his throat. "You don't understand," he said meaningfully, patting Jack on the shoulder.

"What do you mean?" Jack sneered.

'You don't understand the happiness of getting married to the one you love.'

These words were on the tip of Henry's tongue, but he swallowed them and shook his head with a smile.

When Rachel finally returned to the hospital after her lunch break, her face was lit up like the morning sun. Everyone who saw her couldn't help but ask, "Dr. Rachel, you've been smiling ever since you got back from lunch. Did something good happen?"

"My friend is getting married,"

Rachel said immediately without thinking about it.

She had no intention of hiding the truth from them. In fact, she was glad to share this good news with everyone.

The others were surprised.

All these years, Rachel had never talked about her private affairs with any of her colleagues.

Now that she had finally shared something with them, they couldn't help but be taken by surprise.

Rachel tilted her head thoughtfully, and then added with a laugh, "Well, she finally found her Mr. Right. It's not easy, you know."

Rachel's colleagues were even more surprised now. Not only was Rachel sharing her private affairs with them, she was also speaking in such a casual way.

Although they weren't familiar with her or her friend, they congratulated her happily.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" one of them joked tentatively.

It was rumored among the staff that Rachel was dating Lucas, but no one had ever dared to ask either of them directly. Now that they had the opportunity to find out, they didn't want to miss it. However, the answer they received was far beyond their expectations.

The elegant woman in front of them smiled slowly. "I'm married."

All her colleagues exchanged looks of pure disbelief, and some of their jaws even dropped in shock.

Rachel had never mentioned that she was married before! Besides, there was no wedding ring on her finger. How could she be married?

"Did you get married during your long vacation?" another person asked.

Rachel smiled but didn't answer. Her marriage was too complicated to discuss with her colleagues. Fortunately, someone called her at that moment, so she promptly excused herself.

In the evening, Jack came to pick her up.

Rachel knew that he was very busy, so as soon as she got into the car, she said, "I can go home by myself, you know. You don't have to come all the way here just to pick me up."

"I didn't come here just for that. I was just passing by," Jack said defensively.

It was a flimsy lie. After all, MK Group was located in the other side of the city. How could he just happen to pass by the hospital?

However, Rachel just smiled and let it go.

The fact that her husband drove back and forth several times a day just to see her filled her with warmth.

The next day was Saturday, so Jack suggested, "You know, you didn't have to start work from today. Why don't you just go back to work on Monday?"

"I just went to the hospital to sign in and sort out some things," Rachel explained.

It was still relatively early when they got home, so they went to a nearby supermarket and bought some vegetables and fruits.

Rachel washed the vegetables before handing them over to Jack, who had assumed the role of the chef between both of them. Tonight, he was planning to make some soup and two side dishes.

It was a small kitchen and it was not convenient for both of them to squeeze inside, so Rachel left and watched Jack from the doorway.

He looked so sweet cutting the vegetables with an apron on.

She quickly snapped a picture and sent it to her friend, but received a joking comment in response.

"He has become a house husband now."

Seeing that message, Rachel couldn't help smiling sweetly.

When Jack turned around and saw her smiling at her phone, he raised his eyebrows curiously. "What are you looking at?"

Rachel put her phone back and replied, "Just a message from Lea."

"Uh huh." Jack turned around and walked to the stove. As he began cooking, something occurred to Rachel and she walked away.

When he was done cooking the dish, Rachel came back to the kitchen. "We'd better make some adjustments to the kitchen. The smell of oil has spread to almost the whole house.

There was nothing separating the kitchen, the living room, and the dining room, so the smell of food spread easily.

Besides, there was no privacy either.

Jack, who was busy peeling some shrimp, smiled after hearing Rachel's suggestion. "What kind of adjustments do you want to make?"

"Let's start with installing a door for the kitchen." After cleaning the shrimp in his hand, Jack turned around and said,

"Okay, I'll get it done as soon as possible."

Rachel smiled playfully as if an idea had just occurred to her. "You know, there's a much more convenient arrangement we can make."

Charles raised an eyebrow. "And what is that?"

"How about we move to my house?" After all, the house that Rachel was living in was originally supposed to be their home after the wedding. It was spacious and had excellent interior design.

Jack overturned the basin of shrimp into a colander, and then took out a chopping board.

"It's convenient for us to live wherever we want," Jack said in agreement.

Rachel nodded her head happily. "Okay, let me plan it."

Soon, he was done with cooking, and the two of them sat down to have dinner together. After that, Rachel washed the dishes while Jack went to take a shower. As she bowed her head to wipe the dishes, she thought of Lea's text and couldn't help but smile to herself.

Day by day, she started to feel more and more like she and Jack were really a couple. Recently, their life had been nothing but peaceful, without any problems to face.

And yet, she had an unshakeable feeling that something was wrong, as if she had missed something.

She shook her head in an attempt to get rid of those thoughts. Maybe she was just feeling weird because her period had been delayed and her hormones were acting up.

In the bathroom, Jack unbuttoned his shirt and threw it over the hook. Then, as he turned around, something in the trash can suddenly caught his eye. His heart beating fast, he bent over and picked it up.

It was the pregnancy test kit that Rachel had thrown away that morning. Jack turned it over and saw a single red line on it.

Then, he expressionlessly threw it back into the trash can. He wasn't surprised by the presence of the pregnancy test, nor was he disappointed at the result.

But since Rachel hadn't said anything about it, he wanted to pretend that he hadn't seen it.

Then, he walked to the shower and turned it on.

As water sprayed out from the shower head and fell on his broad back, Jack looked down and stared thoughtfully at the floor.

After a while, he raised his head to feel the water run down his face, so that he could distract himself from the thoughts that he was struggling with.

He just didn't know what to do.

There was something that he was still hiding from Rachel, but he didn't know how to tell her about it, or if he should even tell her in the first place.