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 closer

"We can share."

Rachel finally relented. "Just

were filled

and that was saying

rolled up the noodles and ate some before putting

waved his hand casually. "I can eat the

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

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

millions of times, yet she still

a gate

Jack already

painful cramps he had

"That was really good,"

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

all, apart from a bowl of delicious

on his own initiative. When he

gotten a lot better

was thanks to his young age and the loving

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

he came up with

showering, Jack didn't return to

book about Germany in the living room. She didn't even

in

always like this? Is

around her waist and planted butterfly kisses all over her

almost dropped the

like that. She leaned her head

with a blush. "Let me

the thick

"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

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

up as he leaned in closer. His breath fanned against her

Her face flushed.

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

are you laughing?"

flicked Rachel's forehead.

even get close to her now. She always found a way

clingy to him and how she was

sight of her doing this only

fallen deeply