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.

his chair closer to

"We can share."

Rachel finally relented. "Just a

eyes were filled

that was saying something. However, Jack

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

casually. "I can

his head into the bowl. She

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

of times, yet she still

as if there had been a gate between

still deep in thought, Jack already

cramps he had earlier were

"That was really good,"

everything and open up her own noodle shop, he'd probably be the

from a bowl of delicious noodles, she wasn't that

initiative. When he was done, Rachel gave him the medicine and recorded his

gotten a lot better these

thanks to his young age and the loving

getting better, a feeling of dread came over him. He had already tricked Rachel

this time, he came up with an

finished showering, Jack

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

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

always like this? Is

giving her time to react, he wrapped her arms around

that she almost dropped the

sideways and sat like that. She leaned her head against

with a blush. "Let

he placed the thick book that

"Let's talk."

him wrapped around her

better like this. You'll hear me

wouldn't give up as he leaned in closer.

Her face flushed.

was fruitless. Seeing this, Jack finally let

you laughing?"

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

her now. She always found a way out

cute whenever she wasn't clingy to him and how she was shy

sight of her doing this only

had fallen deeply for