Chapter 166 Did You Break Up With Celine

Rona and Jack sat face to face in a relatively quiet corner of a cafe.

She was a little nervous as she told him random stories about Celine.

The truth was, she wanted to confirm if Jack and Celine had really broke up.

But she was too scared to ask him directly, so all she did was beat around the bush.

Jack knew that since they'd broke up, Celine had been looking for ways to return to him. However, he had always avoided her.

His patience had worn out and he would not get back together with her.

He didn't even touch the coffee in front of him as he tried to listen to her. Eventually, he said impatiently, "Thank you for the information, but there's really no need for you to tell me about her." He pushed the cup of coffee slightly and stood up. "I've already paid for the coffee. I have something else to do, so I'm leaving now."

Rona was a little stunned. Jack's attitude seemed to have confirmed one thing.

She also stood up and looked at him with widened eyes. "Did you break up with Celine?" she asked nervously.

Her voice was a little loud and it attracted the attention of other customers.

Jack frowned with displeasure. Rona apologized immediately in a low voice, "I'm sorry. My voice was too loud."

Jack didn't answer her question directly but simply said, "She has her own life and I have mine too. M

s face, Jack suddenly turned around and pressed her on the bed.

Rachel blurted out angrily, "Hey, stop it Jack! You scared me."

"I meant to scare you," Jack snickered.

But he let go of her hand and pulled her up. Rachel immediately hid herself under the quilt.

"Rachel." Jack suddenly called out his name softly.

"What?" She peeped through the quilt to see what Jack was doing.

With his Adam's apple bobbing, he said again, "Come here, Rachel." She just stared at him.

Her intuition was telling her that something dangerous was about to happen.

But it looked like she was bewitched by his eyes. The air around the room seemed to freeze as she slowly came to him.

The dim orange light reflected Jack's handsome face. He reached out his hand and whispered softly, "Rachel." His magnetic low voice was like a feather that brushed through her heart.

She sat still. When he leaned over to her, she could hear him panting. She subconsciously closed her eyes when his lips pressed on hers.

To her, the orange light became dimmer and dimmer.

Her mind was in a mess.

Jack noticed her distracted behavior so he stopped moving for a moment.

Before Rachel came back to her senses, all the lights in the room were turned off all of a sudden.

She held her breath as she had already anticipated what would happen next.