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."

relented.

were filled with

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

putting down

waved his hand casually. "I can eat

stared as Jack buried his head into the bowl. She couldn't

felt so natural,

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

been a gate between

still deep in thought, Jack already finished the noodles

painful cramps he had earlier were

"That was really good,"

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

After all, apart from a bowl of delicious noodles, she wasn't

on his own initiative. When he was done, Rachel gave him the

had gotten a lot better these

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

over him. He had already tricked

this time, he came

finished showering, Jack didn't return

reading a book about Germany in the living room.

in the book

she always like this?

he wrapped her arms around her waist and planted

she almost dropped the

head sideways and sat like that. She leaned her head against his

with a blush. "Let

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

"Let's talk."

around her like a koala, she couldn't help but smile. "At least let

his eyebrows. "It's better like

as he leaned

Her face flushed.

Rachel gritted her teeth and struggled under his grip, but it was fruitless. Seeing this, Jack finally let her go. She leaned on the other side of the sofa as he

are you laughing?" she

and flicked Rachel's forehead.

get close to her now. She always found a way

was shy whenever he tried to kiss her.

sight of her doing this only

fallen deeply