Healing my disabled husband
Chapter 539 Don'T You Taste

Chapter 539 Don't you taste

After Douglas left, Martha really went to sleep in the room.

Lying down on the bed, Martha was still in a daze.

It was as if what had happened today, or even in the past thirteen years, was so unreal.

For the past three years, Martha had been pursuing in the direction of Douglas.

She lived, even for Douglas.

In the past thirteen years, she crawled out of the quagmire in the first six years. After six months of psychotherapy, Martha had experienced repeated begging for death and being rescued, and suddenly set a goal to go to Douglas' side and assist him.

For this goal, Martha had lived an inhuman life for five full years, training herself to be an all-round secretary.

After going through a one-in-a-million selection, she won the final victory in many selections and became Douglas' secretary.

Of course, when she first became Douglas' secretary, Martha also experienced various hardships. In the first three years, because she was just a secretary, she was made things difficult on various occasions, whether it was being questioned professionally or in various situations in the workplace. This kind of harassment made Martha miserable.

Even though, from the moment she entered the workplace, she appeared in the eyes of everyone with a conservative and rigid image, but she still inevitably encountered all kinds of strange things.

It wasn't until the third year of work that she became the chief secretary next to Douglas because of her thunderous skills, and she avoided those worries.

However, in the past seven years, Martha had always been worried about what kind of situation she will face when she was exposed.

Martha had been worrying about this day since working for Douglas, from day one.

What she didn't expect was that when this day really came, it would be like this.

Martha was completely unexpected about the current situation.

She thought of a thousand possibilities, but it never occurred to her that Douglas would keep her.

Regarding the current situation, Martha was actually very confused. It was a wonderful feeling, as if she was already prepared to be hammered to death, but suddenly found that there was still a glimmer of life. Martha even had some delusions that maybe she could be a little greedy and think that Douglas would not be so cruel to her.

Lying on the bed, Martha kept thinking if, as she thought, Douglas treated her...

Then she...

Martha shook her head quickly to shake off the messy thoughts.

She can't think like that.

Others can do it, but she can't.

She knew better than anyone that she was extremely lucky to be alive and to be by Douglas' side.

In the past seven years, she had had enough.

She can't be so greedy anymore.

But what to do? She really couldn't help it and couldn't control it.

Martha hated herself very much. God had already given her a favor, but she still thought it was not enough.

However, Martha couldn't control herself at all, and her thoughts unconsciously went to the direction she shouldn't be thinking.

Closing her eyes, Martha tried to make herself sleep.

Nevertheless, no matter how she persuaded herself, she didn't feel sleepy at all.

So, not knowing how long it took, Martha didn't fall asleep.

By the time she came to her senses, it was already dark.

Martha sat up from the bed, feeling a little unhappy in an instant.

Douglas just said he went out for a while, but he hadn't come back until now.

In an instant, Martha fell into a huge panic, inexplicably worried, thinking whether it was just an excuse to leave her behind.

Just thinking about it made Martha panic.

She got off the bed, walked to the window, and looked at the view outside, but for a moment, she felt that she was plunged into the boundless darkness again. It was as if those days thirteen years ago had come back again.

However, Martha was no longer the little girl she was thirteen years ago, and her psychological state was no longer comparable to that of thirteen years ago.

She can break free from this emotion by herself, which will make her state of mind extremely peaceful and not be affected in the slightest.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Martha went to the bathroom to wash her face, and then went downstairs.

She went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, saw that it was full of ingredients, and suddenly decided to cook dishes.

Her cooking skills were very good, but in the past seven years, she didn't have much chance to cook properly.

Firstly, it was because Douglas was so busy working there that she couldn't eat properly, let alone cook.

Basically, she went a fixed restaurant and ate a fixed menu. In order to save time, she directly contacted the owner. From the moment she walked out of the company, she asked the owner to help her. When she arrived, she was ready to eat.

It was only when she was eating out with Douglas that she was able to eat better, more normal.

In the past seven years, she had had very few opportunities to cook.

Fortunately, such things as cooking skills were very difficult to forget after she had practiced them.

Now that there were so many ingredients, Martha didn't want to waste them, but wanted to cook well.

In fact, there was a voice in Martha's heart telling her that if Douglas could just have a meal when he came back, she didn't know if he would be happy.

However, it was also possible that the dishes on this table will end up being cold and thrown away.

Martha had difficulty breathing just thinking about it.

She roughly set a menu in her mind, some of which would take time. Martha didn't delay but started to process the ingredients directly.

Martha decided to make a total of ten dishes.

When Martha finished making the last dish, she heard the sound of a car outside the door.

For an instant, the corners of Martha's mouth curled up.

She pursed her lips, suppressed the ecstasy in her heart, let herself pretend not to notice, and got into the kitchen, pretending to be very busy.

As Douglas came in, he could smell the aroma of food.

He was a little surprised, walked in slowly, passed the dining room, and saw ten dishes on the table, most of which were main courses that required effort and made him stop involuntarily. Douglas never knew that Martha had such a skill.

Without any reason, Douglas decided that all these dishes were made by Martha, and he never doubted for a moment that they would be bought by Martha from some restaurants. Douglas stepped into the kitchen and saw Martha was wiping the stove with a rag in her hand.

This scene, in Douglas' past life, had never been imagined.

At this moment, Douglas actually had a feeling that this was home.

He approached Martha and stood beside her.

Martha seemed to realize that Douglas was back at this moment, put down the rag in her hand, and looked up at Douglas. Her voice was very soft, a gentleness she had never had before, "You are back. Just in time for dinner."

Douglas held Martha's hand, lifted it up to his eyes and checked her wound. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, he said, "Why do you cook so many dishes when you're injured?"

When Martha's eyes fell on her finger, she smiled lightly and said, "I'm fine, and it doesn't hurt."

Douglas frowned when he heard this, and said, "Didn't I tell you not to touch water? Are you just taking my words as nothing?"

Martha immediately shook her head and said, "I was wearing gloves."

She said it confidently, as if after wearing gloves, it didn't matter at all.

Douglas almost laughed at Martha.

He said, "I have to praise you, don't I?"

Martha immediately nodded hurriedly and said, "I've cooked so many dishes. Don't you want to taste them?"