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

eyes were filled with mirth.

was saying something. However, Jack had a

some before putting down her

casually.

She couldn't help

felt so natural,

of times, yet she still

as if there had been a gate between them before, and

was still deep in thought, Jack already finished the

painful cramps he had

"That was really good,"

exaggerating it in the slightest. If she would stop everything and open up her own noodle shop, he'd probably be the

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

he was

fact, Jack had gotten a

young age and the loving care that

over him. He had already tricked

he came up with

Jack didn't return

book about Germany in the living

lost interest in the book when he found

like this?

giving her time to react, he wrapped her arms around her waist and planted butterfly kisses all over her

taken back that she almost dropped the

like

a blush.

listening to her, he placed the thick book that had Rachel's

"Let's talk."

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

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

up as he leaned

Her face flushed.

fruitless. Seeing this, Jack finally let

Why are you

Rachel's forehead. "Silly girl," he

always found a way out when he tried to flirt

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

doing

fallen