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.

chair

"We can share."

finally relented.

were filled

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

some before putting down her chopsticks. Her stomach couldn't take

casually. "I

She couldn't help but wonder when their relationship developed so

with Jack, everything just felt so natural,

times, yet she still couldn't find

a gate between

deep in thought, Jack already finished the

painful cramps he had earlier were already

"That was really good,"

even exaggerating it in the slightest. If she would stop everything and open up

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

on his own initiative. When he

Jack had gotten a

his young age and the loving care that he

feeling of dread came over him. He had already tricked Rachel into

time, he came

Jack didn't return

about Germany in the living room. She didn't

had lost interest in the

like this?

around her waist

that she almost dropped

and sat like that. She leaned

she murmured with a blush. "Let

thick

"Let's talk."

him wrapped around her like a koala, she

better like this.

as he leaned in closer. His breath fanned against her

Her face flushed.

Seeing this, Jack finally let her go. She leaned on the other side of the sofa as he burst

are you laughing?"

flicked Rachel's forehead.

found a way out when he

was shy whenever he tried to kiss

her doing this only amused

had fallen