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

"We can share."

finally relented. "Just a

were filled with

that was saying something. However, Jack had a

putting down her

waved his hand casually. "I can eat the

head into the bowl. She

everything just felt so natural, and she didn't

herself millions of times, yet she still couldn't find an

had been a gate between them before, and now that it

Rachel was still deep in thought, Jack already finished the

he had earlier were

"That was really good,"

not even exaggerating it in the slightest. If she would stop everything and open up her own noodle

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

initiative. When he was done,

had gotten a

and

was happy that his stomach was getting better, a feeling of dread came over him. He had already tricked Rachel into coming here and taking

time, he came up with an

showering, Jack didn't

in the living room. She didn't even

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

like this? Is the book better

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

that she almost dropped

head sideways and sat like that.

murmured with a blush. "Let me

her, he placed the thick book that had

"Let's talk."

still wasn't used to him being so intimate with her. Seeing him wrapped around her like a koala, she couldn't help but smile. "At least let go of me

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

as he leaned in closer. His breath fanned against

Her face flushed.

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 laughing?" she

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

get close to her now. She always found a

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

sight of her doing

had fallen deeply