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 had

noodles and ate some before putting down her chopsticks.

hand casually. "I can

Jack buried his head into the bowl. She

with Jack, everything just felt so natural, and she didn't

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

had been a gate

Jack already finished the

had earlier

"That was really good,"

If she would stop everything and

a bowl of delicious noodles,

When he was done, Rachel

gotten a

age and the

a feeling of dread came over him. He had

came up with an

finished showering, Jack didn't return to the

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

knew a little bit about Germany, he had lost interest in the

is she always like this? Is the book better

arms around her waist and planted butterfly kisses all over

that she almost dropped

head sideways and sat like

murmured with a blush. "Let me

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

"Let's talk."

wrapped around her like a koala, she couldn't help but smile. "At least let go of

raised his eyebrows. "It's better like this.

leaned in closer. His

Her face flushed.

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

Why are you laughing?" she

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

close to her now. She always found

cute whenever she wasn't clingy to him and how she was shy whenever he tried to kiss her. Those little

sight of her doing this

had fallen