Chapter 69 Taste In Women

Michael laughed sarcastically at Jack. It was impossible for him to believe Jack hadn't had sex for many years. The two of them grew up together. It would be more convincing for Michael if Jack had been castrated than the thought that he hadn't had sex for years.

Of course, he wouldn't say that. It would be mighty offensive to Jack. Michael shrank when Jack glared at him. He immediately removed his hand from Jack's shoulder.

"Hey, man, if you're having problems, you can tell me," said Michael. "Trust me, it will be just between us."

Jack probably had a reason. Michael knew him well enough to know that there was something bothering him. Perhaps Jack was too embarrassed to admit it. Maybe he was having problems sealing the deal. By the tone of Michael's question, Jack understood what he meant. He was gradually becoming annoyed at Michael's persistence.

Michael ignored the fact that he was annoying his friend and continued talking. Jack slowly raised his bruised left hand and clenched it into a fist in front of him. He raised his eyebrows at Michael. "What sort of problem do you even think I have, huh?"

When he saw Jack's clenched fist, Michael stopped talking. No matter how sincere he was, Jack might've thought it was an insult. Michael gave Jack a dry smile. "Look, bro, I just wanted to know if there was something holding you back." Michael patted Jack's back. "You can tell me My doors are always open."

Jack sneered at Michael. "Can you really do something to help me with that sort of problem, Michael?" Jack's voice was gradually becoming angrier and loud

o listen to the rest of his sentence. All he wanted at that moment was to shut him up.

There was nothing more offensive to him at that moment. If he hadn't stopped Michael from talking, he might've said or done something to him that he would regret.

After they had gotten inside the car, Jack sat in the shotgun seat. He rested his head on the window and looked at Michael. "You have to pay attention to what you're saying, Michael. Don't go talking so nonchalantly about Rachel before others."

Michael was confused. He glanced at Jack and returned his gaze to the road. There was silence for a few seconds. "Why would I tell anyone about Rachel?

You've known me all your life, Jack. I'm not into gossiping."

He just wanted to talk about his personal taste in women.

Michael drew a deep sigh before saying, "Listen, man, I'm sorry. I didn't mean any harm."

Jack looked away from Michael and turned his head the other way. "I don't want to talk about this. Especially not with you," Jack scoffed. On the other hand, Rachel never expected Jack to agree to the divorce agreement so easily.

She thought that Jack wouldn't back down without a fight. The Jack she knew would have found a better solution. He would march in there and talk to Jonathan for a compromise.

She didn't expect that Jack would move here as soon as he said he would.

The night he told himself the news, he sent another message that he would move here the next day.

Rachel had to tidy up a guestroom for Jack immediately. Maybe after a few days, she would prepare a temporary working space for him.