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."

relented. "Just

filled with

noodles taste better than they looked, and that was saying

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

waved his hand casually. "I can eat

Jack buried his head into the bowl. She couldn't help but wonder when their relationship developed

everything just felt so

tried questioning herself millions of times,

had been a gate between

thought, Jack already finished the

painful cramps he had earlier

"That was really good,"

in the slightest. If she would stop everything

noodles. After all, apart from a bowl of

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

Jack had gotten a lot

young age and the loving care

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

he came

showering, Jack didn't

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

lost interest in the book when he found that it WAS decorated

this? Is the book

he wrapped her arms around her waist

back that she almost dropped the book in

like that. She

a blush. "Let me

he placed the thick

"Let's talk."

intimate with her. Seeing him wrapped around her like

better like

as he leaned

Her face flushed.

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

you laughing?"

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

always found a way out when he

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

doing this only

had fallen deeply for