Celine didn't expect that when she and her friends walked out of the bar two nights later, they would be cornered by two men with a suitcase.
Upon taking a closer look, she realized that the suitcase was hers!
After taking a shower, Rachel was about to dry her hair and go to bed when she heard a familiar screech echoing from the other side of the door. "Open the door! Open the door!"
The muffled sounds grew louder and louder as each second passed.
She frowned, wondering why Celine would come here of all places.
Although she wanted to ignore it, it was already approaching midnight. If the woman continued to scream like a banshee, Rachel was afraid that the neighbors would begin to complain.
However, as soon as Rachel opened the door, she was met with a slap in the face. "Are you crazy?" she demanded.
"Am I crazy? This is all your fault! I'll fucking kill you!" Celine glared at her ferociously. She was about to slap her again but Rachel had already grabbed her wrist.
She wasn't foolish enough to stand still and let her succeed once more.
Rachel dug her nails into the woman's skin. "Why don't you head back to the mental hospital?" she said snidely. "Your doctors are probably looking for you."
It was already late at night, and she wasn't in the mood to converse with Celine anymore. But just as she was about to close the door, Celine blocked it with a foot. "You're the one who inserted yourself in our lives. Jack is mine! How dare you
d. "Not something as intense as this."
"Why do you think I brought a doctor with me?" He winked at her.
In the past few days, he had been forcing himself not to go back to her, but in the end, he just couldn't help himself.
The mountain they were headed to was located in the eastern suburbs at the west of the city. On the weekends, there would be tons of climbers surrounding the area, but on a working day, it was a different story.
When they arrived, they found that it was just the two of them.
After parking the car by the foot of the mountain, the two of them slowly walked up the steps.
At the hillside, there was a pavilion for beginners to rest for a few seconds. Seeing as she had weak legs, she leaned against the pillar and waved at Bill. "How about we get some rest?" she suggested.
"Okay." He smiled teasingly. "I think you're the one who lacks some exercise, Rachel. You look even more exhausted than me."
"I usually don't have the time to work out these days," she admitted.
Bill shrugged. "How about you go jogging with me every morning?"
Since he couldn't let her go, he might as well do his best in pursuing her.
He just couldn't bear being apart from her.
"Aren't you living in Platinum Bay? Isn't that far from here?"
"Half an hour's drive," he admitted.
"It's too troublesome. Besides, you'll drive here for half an hour for what? An hour's jog?" Rachel shook her head. "Besides, I don't think I can get up that early."