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   Chapter 190 The Smell Of Perfume

Trapped In Lace By Six Characters: 8823

Updated: 2020-03-29 00:05


Jack cleared his throat. "Sorry, I didn't know."

He wasn't aware of what went on with proposals, given that he hadn't actually proposed himself.

Seeing his awkwardness, Henry clapped his hands together.

"I forgot. You were in an arranged marriage," he slurred bluntly.

Jack curled his lips and resisted the urge to smash his own bottle against the table, but his friend didn't even notice it.

Henry tilted his head and took another chug from his own glass. "What am I going to do?" he groaned, clutching his head.

Jack shrugged helplessly. It was at these times when he didn't know how to advise him. It was also these types of situations wherein the man should help himself.

Henry was now in an awkward position, and he just didn't know what to do.

He'd been racking his head the entire time on how to get the woman to accept his proposal. At his desperate expression, Jack had to hold back to laugh.

Henry didn't drink a lot since his father called him back.

It was just half an hour after midnight when he finally left.

The bar was incredibly busy during that time. Jack had parked his car far away from the bar, so he had to make a detour. As he passed through the lively streets, he could see his sights being blinded by neon signs.

Although it was late, the streets were bustling. In addition to the shops, small stalls had also opened up on the side streets to accompany the crowd.

It was summer now, yet there were still many stalls selling barbecue under the shimmering stars.

Heavy smoke billowed, covering his surroundings.

Jack frowned, covering his nose at the amount of smoke around him.

The streets accommodated the younger generation. They all walked in small groups as they laughed and cursed boisterously from time to time. It made the atmosphere much livelier.

He couldn't help but think back to the old snack street where Rachel and he used to go to.

A smile slipped into his lips at the thought.

Several young women walked pass him as he was walking, and he slightly turned his body to avoid bumping into them.

Suddenly, a man jumped out from the crowd and pushed past the younger crowd.

The girls shrieked in surprise.

Suddenly, a figure fell into his arms. He was going to avoid her, but after a few seconds of hesitation, he reflexively reached out and caught her.

Before he could react, she clung to his clothes and buried her head into his chest, screaming.

Jack tried to shove her, but it was to no avail. "Miss, could you please let me go?" he whispered in her ear.

At the sound of his voice, the girl recovered from her shock and looked up at

waist. As he was about to take full advantage of this access, he suddenly drew back. The sight of her plump lips made him even more restless.

It was a pity that they couldn't make love due to her condition.

Rachel leaned into his arms, but she still couldn't help but think of the woman who bumped into him.

His clothes wafted of that scent that she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose.

Although a part of her suspected him for doing something else,

she chose to believe Jack's words that he met up with Henry that night.

He didn't have to lie to her. It was just that the fragrance was very overpowering.

Finally, she pushed him in disgust. "How much perfume did that lady put?"

She turned her head and sneezed.

Afraid that Rachel would misunderstand him, Jack quickly explained, "It's just an accident. I caught her when she was about to fall."

She couldn't help but laugh at the sight of his fidgety state. She looked at him deliberately. "Really?"

What Rachel didn't expect was for him to start unbuttoning his shirt.

She stared at him, bewildered by his actions.

As he was about to take off his shirt, she stopped him.

"What are you doing?"

His strong chest was already exposed, and she couldn't help but marvel at his detailed collarbone. "Stop it."

"I'm proving myself," he replied.

Jack threw off his shirt to reveal his very tight muscles and his very defined eight-pack. Her jaw dropped.

'Is he trying to prove himself or to show off?' she thought incredulously.

"Look, it's clean and untouched," he said as he motioned to his chest.

Rachel bit back a laugh. "Untouched?"

"You can check it if you don't believe me." He smirked. "You can touch it if you want to. I'll fully cooperate with you."

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