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.

moved his chair closer

"We can share."

relented. "Just

filled

that was saying something. However, Jack had a

putting down her chopsticks. Her

waved his hand casually.

into the bowl. She couldn't help but wonder

Jack, everything just felt so natural, and she

tried questioning herself millions of times, yet she still couldn't

as if there had been a gate between them

still deep in thought, Jack already finished the

cramps he had earlier

"That was really good,"

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

cooked noodles. After all, apart from a

he

gotten a lot better these

young age and the loving

him. He had already tricked Rachel into coming here and taking care of him. Why was he already

time, he came up with an

they finished showering, Jack didn't return to

the living room.

in the book when he found that it

this? Is the

he wrapped her arms around her waist and planted

back that she almost dropped the

his head sideways and sat like that. She leaned her head against his

a

thick book that had Rachel's attention on the

"Let's talk."

to him being so intimate with her. Seeing him wrapped around her like a koala, she couldn't help but smile. "At least let go of

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

he leaned in

Her face flushed.

under his grip, but it was fruitless. Seeing this, Jack

are you laughing?" she

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

found a

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

of her doing this

fallen deeply