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.

were filled with

that was saying something.

ate some before putting down her chopsticks. Her stomach

waved his hand casually. "I can

bowl. She couldn't help but wonder when

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

herself millions of times, yet she still couldn't

had been a gate between

was still deep in thought, Jack

painful cramps he had earlier were already

"That was really good,"

it in the slightest. If she would stop everything and open

she only cooked noodles. After all, apart from a

and chopsticks on his own initiative. When he was done, Rachel

gotten

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

even if he was happy that his stomach was getting better, a feeling of dread came over him. He

time, he came

Jack didn't return

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

in the book

like this? Is

around

taken back that she almost dropped the book

and sat like

a blush. "Let

her, he placed the thick book that had Rachel's attention

"Let's talk."

to him being so intimate with her. Seeing him wrapped around her like a koala, she couldn't help

like this.

just wouldn't give up as he leaned in

Her face flushed.

and struggled under his grip, but it was fruitless. Seeing this, Jack

you laughing?"

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

even get close to her now. She always found a

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

sight of her doing this only amused

definitely had fallen deeply for