Filed to story: Healing My Disabled Husband Novel
River loved Beata, if she had made a fuss about it, River would have compromised in the end.
However, Beata didn’t insist, which led to the assumption that she was not that into it.
And, when Yael saw Beata holding and rubbing Fat Bea just now, he confirmed one thing – Beata really liked dogs, especially large ones.
Yael didn’t believe Harvey’s explanation for why he named the dog Fat Bea. From the way Fat Bea ran towards Beata from so far away, it was obvious that Harvey had said something to his dog.
As for what it was, the answer was self-evident.
Yael had never thought of himself as a stingy person before. But in this matter, he couldn’t help but be stingy.
“I have three dogs. Do you want to see them?” Yael asked.
Beata widened her eyes in surprise at his words. She wasn’t sure if she was shocked that Yael had three dogs or that he invited her to see them. Either way, her answer was the same.
“Yes! Where are they? Take me there,” Beata said eagerly.
Suppressing a smile on his lips, Yael replied, “My place.”
Beata didn’t think too much about it. At this time of day, going to a man’s house might not be appropriate but all she could think about were seeing those three dogs!
She buckled up and urged him on, “Let’s go!”
Without hesitation, Yael started the car and drove off towards his home which was actually quite far from the Knight’s Mansion in another direction altogether.
The bodyguards who had been lurking around all along envied their situation; they could also accompany Miss out shopping and eating if given an opportunity like this! They thought they would finally get some rest after dropping Miss home at the Knight’s Mansion but instead found themselves following Yael’s car heading in another direction entirely!
What could they do? As long as Beata hadn’t returned home yet, then they must follow her discreetly from afar no matter where she went!
However, the situation became more suspicious when they realized that Yael’s car wasn’t headed back towards the Knight’s Mansion but rather towards his own place!
Everyone looked at each other with puzzled expressions; nobody dared discuss what should be done next or whether River should be informed of Miss’ whereabouts or not!
The car drove into Livingwards Mansion, a relatively new community consisting of large flats with one unit per floor. Each unit ranged from 700 to 1, 000 square meters and was a popular choice for those looking for spacious living quarters, aside from La Grande Manson.
Of course, Beata had no idea about any of this. She didn’t even know that she owned a house here until River reserved one for her during the opening of the development.
Yael also didn’t live here before but moved in because there was a boxing gym nearby that he liked to frequent.
As they got out of the car, Beata realized that she would be going home with the same man. It felt strange to her.
She wasn’t worried about Yael doing anything inappropriate; he wouldn’t dare. But what concerned her more was whether or not he thought she lacked self-restraint.
Their relationship wasn’t exactly based on restraint at this point, but what if it developed into something more? Should she start laying down some groundwork now?
But it was too late now; they were already here. Even if she tried to come up with an excuse and turn around and leave, all it would do was to make her look cowardly.
Beata resigned herself to the fact that there was no way around it and decided instead to focus on meeting Yael’s three big dogs who were waiting for them upstairs.
As soon as Beata thought about seeing these dogs, all other thoughts left her mind entirely. In the elevator ride up, she asked Yael what kind of dogs he had, “Yael,” she said hesitantly, “what kind of dogs do you have?”
“Golden Retriever, Samoyed, and German Shepherd,” replied Yael without hesitation.
Beata could see why someone like him would like German Shepherds – they looked so handsome! But
Samoyeds? That surprised her since his aura seemed too strong for such an adorable dog breed!
However, when they stepped out onto his floor and saw three big dogs sitting in line waiting patiently for them – well then nothing else mattered anymore!
“Oh my god!” exclaimed Beata under her breath as she covered her mouth in awe. “They’re so beautiful!”
Yael really took good care of his three dogs. Their fur was very beautiful and their bodies were very strong. It was clear that he exercised them regularly and took great care in raising them.
Most importantly, there were no stray hairs, which clearly showed strict control over their diet and not allowing them to eat randomly.
At this moment, Beata suddenly thought of River.
River also controlled her diet in this way.
As soon as the idea popped into her head, Beata quickly shook her head.
What? Why did she take it upon herself to be a dog? It was so weird.
The three dogs were very well-behaved. Even when they saw a stranger like Beata, they showed no signs of aggression and did not bark or make any noise. They just stared at Beata with unwavering eyes.
Obviously, they had all been trained very well by Yael. Without Yael’s command, they will not move.
Beata finally asked, “Yael, can I touch them?”
“Sure,” Yael said.
Beata was very happy at that moment and directly carried the three big dogs into her arms.
Yael was quite speechless about it.
If the space in the entrance hall was not large enough, it will be really crowded.
Beata sat down directly on the floor in the foyer and greedily hugged all three big dogs, not letting any of them go.
After rubbing them for over twenty minutes, Beata finally let go of the three big dogs. She got up from the floor and asked, “Yael, what are their names?”
Yael handed Beata a glass of milk and pointed to the Golden Retriever, Samoyed, and German
Shepherd one by one. “Number One, Number Two and Number Three,” he said.
Beata almost spilled her milk in surprise. Luckily she hadn’t taken a sip yet or it would have choked her to death.
Even though Yael was really handsome – so much so that people might think he was a very sophisticated man – judging from these three dog names alone showed that he was a straight guy; an extremely straight guy.
Beata didn’t know what to say at this moment except for laughing awkwardly twice and saying, “That’s quite unique.”
Yael looked at Beata after she finished drinking her milk and said, “Laugh if you want to laugh or criticize if you want to criticize.”
Beata thought about it earlier but didn’t dare speak out loud as she felt sorry for these three dogs with such random names being raised by such an easy-going dad like him.
Especially Samoyed’s name; calling it Number Two? Was that appropriate?
“Are they all male?” Beata asked.
“They are all males,” replied Yael.
This gave Beata some comfort as at least none of them were named after girls even though their names were not very pleasant sounding either.
But even though their names were chosen randomly like this, it wasn’t important compared with how well they were being raised by Yael who took good care of them.
“That’s true,” said Beata admiringly while looking at each dog closely. “You’ve taken great care in raising them well.”
“I haven’t done anything special,” replied Yael modestly.
“I can tell,” continued Beata. “if you hadn’t spent time taking care of them carefully training, then they wouldn’t look so good nor have such great personalities without being aggressive towards strangers.”
It was her first time meeting these dogs but they seemed very friendly towards her, which meant that
Yael had really trained them well. Otherwise, those bad-tempered ones would scare people away when seeing strangers come into their homes, growling or baring teeth just like that!
Yael didn’t say anything more, but instead nodded at Beata’s praise.
He had to admit that he was feeling very childish at the moment. At least, after hearing Beata’s compliments, his mood was very good.
Beata said she came to see the dogs and it was true. She didn’t visit Yael’s house and only stayed in the living room and foyer.
The three dogs were all very close to Beata now. They were lying at her feet eating small pieces of jerky that she fed them.
Beata loved them so much that she really wanted to take them all home with her. However, thinking of
Fat Bean, Beata curiously asked, “Yael, do you like these large dogs?”
Yael replied, “They’re okay.”
Beata pouted her lips wondering why he was so difficult to talk with. “Then why don’t you have any
Alaskan or Huskies?” She asked absentmindedly.
Yael replied, “Didn’t find any.”
Beata paused for a moment before looking at Yael then back down at the three dogs by her feet. After a while, she finally asked with difficulty, “So what you mean is… you found all three of them?”
Yael nodded his head and said, “There used to be a big yellow one too but I couldn’t save him.”
When he found these three puppies, they were quite pitiful but luckily they turned out well in the end; at least now they were growing up healthy and strong.
After hearing Yael’s story about the origin of the three dogs, Beata felt so sad that she was tearful, and gave them a few more jerky to eat.
She didn’t know how to describe her feelings at the moment. She was moved and distressed at the same time, and more of it was admiration.
It was the first time for her to admire someone so much.
Beata said, “Yael, you’re such a nice person.”
Yael took out a tissue and handed it to Beata, asking her to wipe her eyes.
Beata tried hard not to cry at first, but after taking the tissue from Yael, the tears fell down with patter sound.
Her heart was so soft that it was full of admiration.
Yael was having a hard time.
In the past, he always thought that he was a cold-blooded, cold-hearted and indifferent person, and he didn’t care about anyone’s feelings at all, let alone a girl’s tears.
However, at this moment, he couldn’t help but care about it.
His heart hurt from being pulled by something, which was unbearable.
However, he couldn’t do anything except pass Beata a tissue.
