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."

Rachel finally relented. "Just a

filled with mirth.

than they looked, and that was saying something. However, Jack had a lot of

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

his hand casually. "I can

head into the bowl. She couldn't help but

felt so natural, and she didn't know

times, yet she still

a gate between them before, and now

thought, Jack already finished the noodles in his

painful cramps he had earlier

"That was really good,"

not even exaggerating it in the slightest. If she would stop everything and open up her own noodle shop, he'd probably be the first one

was if she only cooked noodles. After all, apart from a bowl of delicious noodles, she wasn't

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

fact, Jack had gotten a lot

thanks to his young age and the loving care that he

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

came up

showering, Jack didn't

book about Germany in the living room.

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

she always like this? Is the book better

wrapped her arms around her waist and planted butterfly kisses all over her

back that she almost

sideways and sat like that. She

murmured with a blush. "Let me

placed the thick book that

"Let's talk."

him wrapped around her like a koala, she couldn't help but smile. "At

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

give up as he leaned

Her face flushed.

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

are you laughing?" she

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

always found a way out when he tried to flirt with

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

of her doing this only

fallen deeply for