Then marry me, Jane.

Jane looked alternately between Henry and Jack outside the elevator. It was such an awkward situation that Jane felt like just disappearing between the two men.

Henry wouldn't even let go of Jane's hand. He continued to hold Jane's hand so tightly. Henry's gaze was so cynical that Jack didn't care and immediately grabbed Jane's hand.

Somehow Jack got hold of Jane. So Henry stepped out of the elevator.

"Jane, I want to talk to you," said Jack.

"Hey, you can't just touch my wife!" Henry protested in annoyance as he tried to grab Jane's other hand.

The two men held each of Jane's hands. They both seemed oblivious to Jane's rapidly changing expression and looked annoyed.

"You two, stop it! I am not something to be fought for!" Jane screamed as she stomped her hands together, and it worked so she could escape the man flanking her.