Chapter 352 Got Into Trouble

Jack listened to what Lea had to say.

The more she spoke, the more ridiculous she sounded. He couldn't help but sympathize with Henry.

With firm resolution, Lea said, "You can leave. I'll stay with Rachel tonight."

"We'll bring Rita here as well. The three of us can comfortably sleep here. I guess you won't mind sleeping in the children's room tonight, Jack," Rachel said.

'Children's room?' he thought furiously.

"No," he said, unwilling to let this happen.

The two ladies looked at Jack with a grave expression. In unison, they demanded, "Why not?"

He didn't give a reply. Instead, he pulled Rachel from the bed and brought her close to his body. Soon, she was cocooned in her strong arms. "She wants to sleep with me tonight," he answered looking straight into Lea's eyes.

His voice was brimming with possessiveness.

For a second, Lea was confounded. And then she let out a laugh and said, "I want to hear this from Rachel. Does she want to sleep with you? It doesn't look like it." Her tone was challenging.

Rachel had told her they had an argument. This was what made her sound so confident.

But it turned out the victory wasn't hers after all.

Instead of answering Lea's question, Rachel looked at her and said, "Lea, how about you sleep in the children's room with Rita tonight? I think that would be more convenient."

"You!" Lea couldn't believe her ears. What a traitor!

Jack would have let Rita and her child to sleep with Rachel if it wasn't for her words. He realized Lea would manipulate Rachel. That

my girlfriend angry? Tell me, I will show that person the consequences of hurting my Rachel."

Finally, Rachel looked up and passed him a death glare. "What are you going to do to that person?" she challenged.

"Beat him up! Or do to him what he did to you." Jack's answer was carefully measured. He was afraid if he wasn't careful with his words, it would do more damage than good.

Rachel said, "I think beating him up would be the right thing. You can get out of the car now."

Jack knew better than to refuse. He got out, rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Where is he?"

With a snort, Rachel turned her head and avoided looking at him. After a while, she felt the door open. Jack had entered the back seat and was now sitting beside her.

The truth was, Jack had noticed that the marks on her neck were covered with foundation. He knew he was the person responsible for her sour mood.

When they had had breakfast, he had deliberately kept the observation to himself. He hadn't told her because he wanted people to know that Rachel was in a relationship.

'Am I in trouble now?' he thought, regretting his mistake.

Jack leaned towards her, looked straight at her and said with a smile, "Please don't be angry."

"Didn't you say that you would help me beat that man up? Why are you still here?"

She was not willing to let this matter slide so easily.

Looking at her bright eyes, Jack raised his thin lips and lowered his voice, as if he was whispering, "Are you really going to beat me?"

His voice was brimming with sorrow.