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. "Just a

filled with

taste better than they looked, and that was saying

some before putting

waved his hand casually. "I can eat the

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

Jack, everything just felt so natural, and she

millions of times, yet she still couldn't

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

thought, Jack already finished the noodles

cramps he had earlier

"That was really good,"

stop everything and open up her own noodle

from a

his own initiative. When he was done, Rachel gave him the medicine and recorded his

had gotten a

and the loving care

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

came up

they finished showering, Jack didn't return to

Germany in the living room. She didn't even notice him coming

in the book when he found that it WAS

is she always like this? Is the book better

he wrapped her arms around her waist and

she almost dropped the book

like that. She

murmured with a blush.

listening to her, he placed the thick book that

"Let's talk."

so intimate with her. Seeing him wrapped around her

like this. You'll hear me even more

just wouldn't give up as he leaned in closer. His breath fanned against

Her face flushed.

Jack finally let her go. She leaned on the other side of the sofa as

Why are you

and flicked Rachel's forehead. "Silly girl," he

to her now. She always found a way

him and how she was shy whenever he tried to kiss her. Those little

of her doing this

definitely had fallen deeply