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."

Rachel finally relented. "Just

eyes were filled with mirth.

saying something. However, Jack had a lot of things on

up the noodles and ate some before putting down her chopsticks. Her stomach couldn't

waved his hand casually.

the bowl. She couldn't help but wonder when their relationship

everything just felt so natural, and she didn't

of times, yet she still couldn't find

had been a gate between them

thought, Jack already finished the

painful cramps he had

"That was really good,"

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

was if she only cooked noodles. After all, apart from a

When he was done,

gotten a lot better

young age and the loving care that

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

he came up with an

Jack didn't return to the

was reading a book about Germany in the living

a little bit about Germany, he had lost interest in the book when

she always like this? Is the book

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

she almost dropped the book in her

head sideways and sat like that. She

she murmured with a blush. "Let me

he placed the thick book

"Let's talk."

being so intimate with her. Seeing him wrapped around her like

like this. You'll hear

wouldn't give up as he leaned in closer.

Her face flushed.

Seeing this, Jack finally let her go.

you

his back and flicked Rachel's forehead.

to her now. She always found a way

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

sight of her doing

had fallen deeply