Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 944 Do You Want Me To Pity Myself To Death?

Chapter 944 Do You Want Me to Pity Myself to Death?

Beata was lost in her own thoughts and couldn't help but think that with three months left, she could do

whatever she wanted. She also wanted to observe how Yael thought during this time. Was it just her

overthinking or was there something more? The more she thought about it, the more feasible it

seemed.

Beata couldn't help but steal a glance at Yael. He was really handsome and the more she looked at

him, the better he looked. She had never seen such a handsome man before. Beata even despised

herself for thinking like this; were all those good-looking guys before just decorations?

But these thoughts kept growing and became uncontrollable for Beata. Her gaze went from sneaky

glances to outright staring as he looked so good to her eyes. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Beata even started thinking about how to write her next novel despite having only just begun writing

this one, which would take another year or so to complete. She couldn't wait any longer.

After a while, she will discuss with the editor whether she can write two books at the same time. In this

way, even if her book was not on the shelves and did not make money, she was allowed to write.

After thinking about it, Beata came up with an idea.

She looked at Yael and said, "Yael, can you do me a favor?"

"What?" Yael asked.

"I have an idea for a novel. I don't think it's perfect. Can you help me?" Beata said.

Yael was also the one who was forced to read Beata's novels. This was River's rigid requirement.

When Beata first started writing novels, no one in the entire Knight family escaped.

Although he had read it, Yael still hadn't figured out what it was to write a novel. Now he heard Beata

say that she hoped he can help, which made Yael even more strange. What can he help with?

However, it was impossible for Yael to refuse Beata's request.

This was also one of the duties of being a bodyguard.

Yael said, "Okay."

Beata immediately laughed and said, "I haven't figured out how to do it. I'm still thinking about it. You

can help me to test it to see if it's reasonable. When the time comes, just stay with me. Just be there

when you're called."

Yael said, "Okay."

Beata thought of something, and said, "Then why don't you tell it to your girlfriend first? You know,

romance novels, falling in love is the most important thing. You stay with me like this. And if your friend

is unhappy, what should you do?"

After Beata said this, she almost hated herself to death.

She had written countless bitches in her novels, but now she felt that there was no one who was more

bitchy than she was right now.

Now she can only tell herself that all of this was for her novel, so all of this can be forgiven.

Although Yael was a straight man, he had always wanted to be smarter and more sensitive. He didn't

know much about novels, but he was very clear about what kind of person said what kind of words.

When he heard Beata say this, it was obviously not something she would normally say. Obviously, she

did it on purpose.

As for saying this on purpose, it was not difficult to guess what kind of answer she wanted to get.

Yael snickered, and didn't think there was anything wrong with Beata's petty thinking. On the contrary,

he thought it was even more cute.

He said, "I don't have a girlfriend, so I don't need to report to anyone."

Beata said, "Well, that's good. It saves some trouble."

Beata thought she was very calm when she said this, but in her voice, there was uncontrollable

happiness at all.

He didn't have a girlfriend. That sounded so great.

The car finally drove into the parking lot of the Harlequin Cuisine. Beata got out of the car in a happy

mood, and said in a chirping voice, "I want to eat eight hairy crabs later."

Yael was speechless.

He really didn't know how to get rid of Beata's idea.

Originally, Yael would not go in for dinner with Beata, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Beata

glared at him and said angrily, "Aren't you going too far? River didn't even give me a meal, and now

you ask me to eat alone. Do you want me to pity myself to death?"