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 to

"We can share."

Rachel finally relented. "Just

filled

than they looked, and that was saying something. However, Jack

some before putting down her chopsticks.

casually. "I can eat the

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

just felt so

times, yet she still couldn't find an

been a gate between them before, and now that

Rachel was still deep in thought, Jack already

cramps he had earlier were already

"That was really good,"

it in the slightest. If she would stop everything and open up her own noodle

a bowl of delicious noodles, she wasn't that good at

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

gotten a lot

age and the

him. He had already

he came up

finished showering, Jack didn't return to the

Germany in the living

a little bit about Germany, he had lost interest in the book when he found that it WAS

like this?

her time to react, he wrapped her arms around

was taken back that she almost dropped the book in

head sideways and sat like that.

murmured with a blush. "Let me

the thick book that

"Let's talk."

used to him being so intimate with her. Seeing him wrapped around her like a koala,

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

give up as he leaned in closer. His breath fanned

Her face flushed.

it was fruitless. Seeing this, Jack finally let her go. She leaned on the other side of the sofa

Why are you laughing?"

back and flicked Rachel's forehead.

always found a way out when he

was shy whenever he tried to kiss her. Those little perks

of her doing this

definitely had fallen deeply