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."

finally relented. "Just

were filled with

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

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

hand casually. "I can eat

the bowl. She couldn't

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

millions of times, yet she

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

was still deep in thought, Jack already

cramps he had earlier were already

"That was really good,"

stop everything and open up her own noodle shop,

a bowl of delicious noodles, she wasn't

own initiative. When he

fact, Jack had gotten a lot better

to his young age and the loving care that he had

even if he was happy that his stomach was getting better, a feeling of dread came over him. He had already tricked

this time, he came up with an

they finished showering, Jack didn't return to

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

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

like this? Is the book better

wrapped her arms around her

she almost dropped the book in

and sat like that. She leaned her head against

she murmured with a blush.

he placed the thick book that had Rachel's attention

"Let's talk."

wrapped around her like a

"It's better like this. You'll hear

leaned in closer. His breath fanned

Her face flushed.

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

are you

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

get close to her now. She always found a way out when he tried to flirt

how she was shy whenever he tried

her doing

definitely had fallen