Healing my disabled husband
Chapter 970 His Thoughts Started To Go Wild Again

Chapter 970 His Thoughts Started to Go Wild Again

Ten minutes later, Yael finished cooking dinner. Beata came over after washing her hands and couldn't help but compliment him, "Yael, you're amazing! You said ten minutes and it really was ten minutes." Yael replied, "I was afraid you'd be hungry so I made some dishes that are easy to cook."

Beata looked at the dishes on the table - four dishes and one soup: beef salad, chicken and vegetable stir-fry, Spaghetti bolognese, asparagus gratin topped with poached egg and pumpkin soup- all of which she loved.

Without hesitation or formality, Beata picked up a chicken and took a bite. The taste was incredible - just like the flavor she loved.

Looking at Yael with excitement in her eyes, Beata exclaimed, "Yael! You're so talented! How did you make this taste so good?" She almost fell in love with it right then and there.

Yael chuckled, "You're exaggerating."

Beata shook her head vigorously, "No way! It's really delicious - incredibly delicious!"

Yael laughed again as he watched Beata finish off the chicken before saying, "Then try something else."

Beata tasted each dish one by one and became even more certain that Yael's cooking style was exactly what she liked.

However, this whole thing was just a coincidence. Cooking for Yael was simple home-style cooking; nothing special or fancy. Beata had always eaten this kind of food at home cooked by their chef.

It wasn't until yesterday that Yael realized his feelings for Beata; otherwise he would have doubted himself if he had planned it all along.

The meal filled up Beata completely.

She had thought about washing the dishes herself but decided against it because she didn't want to break anything in his kitchen due to her clumsiness. She never got along well with kitchens anyway. It wasn't because she was delicate, but rather, she worried about causing damage.

For safety reasons, it would be better not to tempt fate.

So instead of taking unnecessary risks, she stayed on the couch.

Of course, Yael didn't need Beata to do this. He just put the dishes in the dishwasher.

Number Four woke up from her nap looking disoriented since she was still getting used to the new environment.

Following instructions left by previous owner, she fed Number Four some milk. Number Four seemed like a healthy eater who enjoyed every sip. The bottle emptied quickly.

Beata played with Number Four for a while before realizing that it was already nine o'clock. Today, she couldn't stay at Yael's house as late as she did yesterday because she had to wake up early for school. She was eager to go pick up her dog and finish her homework at school. Otherwise, she would have to burn the midnight oil when she got home.

But leaving Number Four with Yael made Beata reluctant to leave. She kept turning back and dragging her feet until it took half an hour for her and Yael to finally come downstairs.

As they sat in the car, Beata kept worrying about whether the other dogs would bully little Number Four. "What if she gets scared?" Beata asked anxiously.

Yael hadn't started the car yet when he heard this question. He suggested, "Do you want me to go back upstairs with you?"

Beata hesitated but ultimately shook her head and said, "No thanks. If I go back up there again, I'll just keep thinking about these things. I don't want to keep going back and forth between here and home." Yael didn't say anything but his thoughts were running wild again.

If this continued without any resolution soon enough, he might just drive himself crazy over this girl.

But what could he do? He couldn't help but fall for this little lady after all.