Chapter 63 Will You Divorce Rachel

Jack's face darkened.

Mendes lifted his head, his face giving away his bewildered expression.

Jonathan caught his dazzled look and smiled, touching Mendes' head. "It's okay. Just eat your food," he coaxed him.

"Okay," Mendes answered.

After dinner, Jonathan asked Rachel to go to his study alone.

Taking advantage of the moment, Tracy hurriedly rushed to her son. Full of nerves, she whispered, "Will You Divorce Rachel?"

Her words quickly pierced through Jack's ears giving him a headache in the process. He rubbed his forehead trying to soothe the slight pain and indifferently answered, "It all depends on her."

Tracy was now getting a little angry and nervously said, "You two get along well with each other for so many years. Why do you want a divorce? Is it because... she forced you?"

Tracy was actually referring to Celine. In fact, she was afraid that her son would claim that he had gotten Celine pregnant.

She knew deep down her heart she didn't have a liking for Celine. 'What if she got pregnant?' Tracy thought to herself.

Her husband like children so much. She thought maybe Jonathan would accept Celine if she was pregnant.

"Jack... Don't tell me that woman..." she stammered.

"Mom, you are thinking too much." Jack knew exactly what his mother wanted to say just by glancing at her as he had gotten really great at reading her face ov

d urged him to do so.

Then he found the soft bed and rushed onto the bed. He rolled on the bed in excitement.

Rachel was trying to grab him. Though he was fat, his movement was very flexible. Before she was able to touch him, he rolled away to a farther place.

She rolled up her sleeves and climbed onto the bed, trying to catch him.

Standing by the door, Jack was getting aroused.

Rachel knelt on the bed in front of him, stretching out and bending over herself trying to catch the boy.

Her waist and buttock showed a graceful shape...

He was clearly impressed with what was before him.

He hadn't had sex for years. Looking at what was happening in front of him, he felt his throat dry.

He swallowed some saliva trying to wet his throat and stood there for a while. The stupid woman still couldn't grab the boy.

He snorted and turned around to leave.

Rachel broke out in a sweat. But Mendes thought she was playing games with him. He was so excited and couldn't stop rolling on the bed.

Rachel was afraid to hurt Mendes so she didn't dare to grab him too hard.

Rachel was afraid that Mendes might catch a cold. When she was about to trick him into coming to her, a figure appeared beside the bed.

Jack stretched out his long arm and easily caught the boy.

Mendes was obedient to Jack.

Jack raised his chin and said, "Put on your clothes."