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 to

"We can share."

Rachel finally relented. "Just a

filled with

they looked, and that was saying something.

before putting down

hand casually. "I

bowl. She couldn't help but wonder when

felt so

of times, yet she still couldn't find an

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

Rachel was still deep in thought, Jack already finished the

had earlier

"That was really good,"

stop everything and open up her own noodle shop,

from a

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

had gotten a lot better

age and the loving

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

came up with an

showering, Jack didn't return

Germany in the living room. She didn't even notice him coming

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

always like this? Is

he wrapped her arms around her waist

she almost

head sideways and sat like

she murmured with a

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

"Let's talk."

her like a koala, she

better like

as he leaned in closer. His breath

Her face flushed.

her teeth and struggled under his grip, but it was fruitless. Seeing this, Jack finally let her

Why are you laughing?" she

Rachel's forehead. "Silly

She always found a way out when he tried to flirt with

was shy whenever he tried to

her doing this only

definitely had fallen