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

"We can share."

relented.

eyes were filled with mirth.

was saying something. However, Jack

some before putting down her chopsticks. Her

casually. "I can eat the

Jack buried his head into the bowl. She couldn't help but

felt

millions of times, yet she still couldn't

gate between

was still deep in thought, Jack already finished the noodles in his

had earlier

"That was really good,"

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

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

own initiative. When he was done, Rachel gave

fact, Jack had gotten a lot

was thanks to his young age and the loving care that he

even if he 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 care of him.

time, he came up

they finished showering, Jack didn't return

reading a book about Germany in the living room. She didn't even notice him coming

interest in the book when he

like this? Is the book better than

her arms around her

almost dropped the book

sat like that. She leaned her head

with a blush. "Let me

the thick book that had

"Let's talk."

used to him being so intimate with her. Seeing him wrapped around her like a

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

leaned

Her face flushed.

grip, but it was fruitless. Seeing this, Jack finally let

are you

his back and flicked Rachel's forehead.

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

him and how she was shy whenever he tried to kiss her. Those little perks embodied her

doing this

definitely had fallen deeply for