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 closer

"We can share."

finally relented.

were filled

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

some before putting down

casually. "I

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

she was with Jack, everything just felt so natural, and she

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

had been a gate between them before, and

thought, Jack already

he had earlier were

"That was really good,"

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

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

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

had gotten a lot better these

young age and the loving care that

of dread came over him. He

time, he came up with an

showering, Jack didn't return to the

in the living room.

interest in the

is she always like this? Is the book better than

time to react, he wrapped her arms around her

taken back that she almost dropped the book

sat like that. She

she murmured with a blush. "Let

listening to her, he placed the thick book

"Let's talk."

with her. Seeing him wrapped around her

like this.

he leaned in closer. His breath fanned against

Her face flushed.

Jack finally

you laughing?" she

back and flicked Rachel's forehead.

always found a way out when he tried to flirt

was cute whenever she wasn't clingy to him and how she was shy

doing

definitely had fallen deeply