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."

finally relented. "Just

were filled with mirth.

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

ate some before putting

casually.

his head into the bowl. She

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

times, yet she

was as if there had been a gate between them before, and now that it

in thought, Jack

had earlier

"That was really good,"

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

apart from a bowl of delicious noodles,

his own initiative. When he was done, Rachel gave

fact, Jack had gotten a lot better

and the loving care

him. He had already tricked Rachel into coming here and taking care of him.

came up

they finished showering, Jack didn't

Germany in the living room.

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

is she always like this?

wrapped her arms around her waist and planted butterfly kisses

taken back that she almost dropped

like that. She leaned her head

murmured with a blush. "Let me

the thick book that had Rachel's attention on the other

"Let's talk."

so intimate with her. Seeing him wrapped around her like a koala,

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

as he leaned in closer. His breath fanned against

Her face flushed.

words, Rachel gritted her teeth and struggled under his grip, but it was fruitless. Seeing this, Jack finally let her go.

Why are you laughing?" she

Rachel's forehead.

always found

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

her doing this

definitely had fallen deeply for