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

"We can share."

Rachel finally relented.

were filled

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

the noodles and ate some before putting down her chopsticks. Her stomach couldn't take

casually. "I can eat

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

with Jack, everything just felt

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

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

still deep in thought, Jack already finished the noodles

cramps he had earlier were

"That was really good,"

everything and open up her own noodle shop,

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

When he was done, Rachel gave him the medicine and recorded his

had gotten a

was thanks to his young age and the loving

he was happy that his stomach was getting better, a feeling of dread came over him. He had already tricked Rachel into coming here and taking

he came

showering, Jack didn't return to the

in the

he had lost interest in the book when

she always like this? Is the book better than

to react, he wrapped her arms around her waist and planted butterfly

almost dropped the

and sat like

murmured with a blush.

her, he placed the thick

"Let's talk."

around her like a

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

give up as he leaned in

Her face flushed.

was fruitless. Seeing this, Jack finally let her go. She leaned on the

are you

Rachel's forehead. "Silly

always found a way out when

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

of her doing this

definitely had fallen