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 closer

"We can share."

Rachel finally relented. "Just

filled

was saying something. However, Jack had a

some before putting down her chopsticks.

waved his hand casually. "I

She couldn't help but

she was with Jack, everything just felt so natural, and she

herself millions of times, yet she

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

was still deep in thought, Jack already finished

he had

"That was really good,"

in the slightest. If she would stop everything

noodles. After all, apart from a bowl of delicious noodles, she wasn't that good at cooking

he was done, Rachel gave him the

gotten a lot better

his young age and the

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

came

finished showering, Jack

book about Germany in the living room. She didn't

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

always like this? Is the book better than

giving her time to react, he wrapped her arms around her waist

was taken back that she almost dropped the book

like that. She

murmured with a

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

"Let's talk."

wasn't used to him being so intimate with her. Seeing him wrapped around her like a koala,

raised his eyebrows. "It's better like this. You'll hear me even

give up as he leaned in

Her face flushed.

grip, but it was fruitless. Seeing this, Jack finally let her go. She leaned on the other side of the sofa as he

are you laughing?"

his back and flicked Rachel's

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

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

of her doing this only amused

had fallen