Stuck in you

Jack frowned slightly, feeling uncomfortable. When he saw that Rachel looked back, he tried to put his hand down and forced an emotionless face.

However, it was already too late.

"Are you having a stomachache?" She frowned. "Have you had dinner?"

Jack hesitated, unsure on what to tell her.

At his hesitation, her face darkened. "Don't lie to me."

"No, I haven't," he said sulkily.

Besides, he knew for a fact that the truth would garner her attention,

and it did. Throughout the entire day, she had given him her undivided attention.

Rachel was the one who supervised and cared for him as if he was her patient. When she heard that he hadn't had dinner yet, she decided to take up other measures.

She pulled Jack onto the sofa and asked him to sit down as if she was instructing a disobedient child. She crossed her arms over her chest. "Don't run around. I'll cook you a bowl of noodles in a bit."

Without another word, she turned towards the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

Judging from all the fresh ingredients, it was obvious that they were just bought recently. Her lips turned after surveying all of them.

"Tell them not to buy so many things next time," she advised.

Besides, they only had breakfasts and suppers at home. By the time they got through all of them, the vegetables might have already rotted.

Jack nodded as a smile threaded across his lips.

His wife was excellent at taking care of people, given that this was also her profession.

Rachel placed the noodles into a bowl of steaming water. When the noodles were already softening, she added beef slices and a dash of beans into the broth to give it a delectable base. She put a fried egg on top and sprinkled the noodles with chopped greens.

It looked like a chef's masterpiece. The food's aroma drifted around the room,

enticing Jack almost immediately.

There were a lot of noodles in the bowl. As Rachel was about to hand the chopsticks to him, he went over and got another pair.

He smiled. "It's not good to eat too much, right? It wouldn't do my stomach any good."

Rachel blinked. "I've already had dinner. Really, it's okay if you don't finish them. It doesn't..." '...matter.'

Before she could even finish her words, Jack moved the bowl between them. "We shouldn't waste food."

Rachel was at a loss for words. She had never seen him save money.

his chair closer

"We can share."

finally relented. "Just a

were filled with

that was saying

ate some before putting down her chopsticks. Her stomach

waved his hand casually. "I can eat the

his head into the bowl. She couldn't help but wonder when their

everything just felt

millions of times, yet she still couldn't find an

as if there had been a gate between them before, and now that it was

Jack already finished

cramps he had

"That was really good,"

would stop everything and open up

she only cooked noodles. After all, apart from a bowl of delicious noodles, she wasn't that good at

bowls and chopsticks on his own initiative. When he was done, Rachel gave him the medicine

Jack had gotten

was thanks to his young age and the loving care

him. He had already tricked Rachel into coming here and taking care

came up with

finished showering, Jack didn't return to

reading a book about Germany in the living

Germany, he had lost interest in the book when he found that

this? Is the book better

arms around her waist and planted butterfly kisses

was taken back that she almost dropped

turned his head sideways and sat like that. She leaned

a blush.

listening to her, he placed the thick book that had Rachel's attention on the other

"Let's talk."

her

eyebrows. "It's better like this. You'll hear me

leaned in

Her face flushed.

Seeing this, Jack finally

you laughing?" she

flicked Rachel's forehead. "Silly

even get close to her now. She always found a way out when he tried to flirt with

she was shy whenever he tried to kiss her.

her doing

had fallen