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 to

"We can share."

finally relented. "Just a

were filled

taste better than they looked, and that was saying something. However, Jack had

rolled up the noodles and ate some before putting

waved his hand casually.

bowl. She couldn't help but wonder when

she was with Jack, everything just felt so natural, and she didn't know

tried questioning herself millions of times, yet she still

gate between them before, and

was still deep in thought, Jack already

cramps he had earlier

"That was really good,"

slightest. If she would stop everything and open up her own

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

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

fact, Jack had gotten a lot better these

thanks to his young age and the

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

this time, he came up with an

Jack didn't return to the

book about Germany in the

interest in the book when

this?

her arms around her

was taken back that she almost dropped the

like that. She leaned her head against his

she murmured with a

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

"Let's talk."

around her like a

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 go. She leaned on the other side of the sofa as he burst out

you

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

close to her now. She always found a way

was shy whenever

sight of her doing

fallen