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

"We can share."

finally relented.

eyes were filled with mirth.

looked, and that was saying something. However, Jack had a lot

and ate some before putting down her

his hand casually. "I can

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

was with Jack, everything just felt

questioning herself millions of times, yet she still couldn't

a gate between them before, and now that it was

deep in thought, Jack already finished the

had

"That was really good,"

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

only cooked noodles. After all, apart from a bowl of delicious noodles, she wasn't that good

own initiative. When he was done, Rachel gave

gotten a

age and the

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

time, he came up

they finished showering, Jack didn't

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

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

like this? Is the book better than

arms around her waist and planted butterfly kisses

taken back that she almost dropped the book in

sideways and sat like

a

to her, he placed the thick

"Let's talk."

with her. Seeing him wrapped around her like a koala, she couldn't help but smile. "At least let go

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

he leaned in closer. His breath

Her face flushed.

Jack finally let her go. She leaned on the other

are you laughing?" she

his back and flicked Rachel's

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

to him and how she was shy whenever he tried

of her doing

fallen