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

"We can share."

Rachel finally relented.

filled

saying something. However, Jack had a lot of things on

noodles and ate some before putting down her chopsticks. Her stomach couldn't

his hand casually. "I can eat

She couldn't help but wonder

felt

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

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

thought, Jack already finished the noodles in

painful cramps he had earlier were already

"That was really good,"

in the slightest. If she would stop everything and open

was if she only cooked noodles. After all, apart from a bowl of delicious

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

fact, Jack had gotten a lot better these

age and the

was getting better, a feeling of dread came over him. He had already tricked Rachel into coming here and

came up with

Jack didn't return to the

Germany in the living room. She

in the book when

this? Is the

wrapped her arms around her

was taken back that she almost dropped the book

turned his head sideways and sat like

murmured with a blush. "Let me

he placed the thick book that had

"Let's talk."

around her like a koala,

like this. You'll hear me even

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

Her face flushed.

gritted her teeth and struggled under his grip, but it was fruitless. Seeing this, Jack finally let her go. She leaned on

you laughing?" she

Rachel's forehead. "Silly girl,"

She always found a way out when he tried to flirt

she was shy whenever he

of her doing this

fallen deeply