Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 950 Stiff And Too Ugly

Chapter 950 Stiff and Too Ugly

There were two large crabs, and Beata watched as Yael opened them one by one, eating them bite by

bite.

After the first surprise attack, Beata didn't have the courage to try it again. Yael actually gave her a

second chance, but Beata didn't dare. Yael knew about her lack of bravery.

So Yael's speed in opening the crabs noticeably increased and soon both crabs were gone. This way,

Beata wouldn't have to see it happen.

After finishing dinner at the Harlequin Cuisine, Beata and Yael left together. Although Beata only ate

two of the crabs, she had eaten a lot of other things. She wasn't a big eater but her stomach was

feeling full now.

Plus, she didn't want to go home yet and most importantly she wanted to be with Yael. So she said,

"Yael, let's take a walk. I feel so stuffed that I don't want to sit in the car."

She deliberately made it sound serious; if someone asked her to sit in a car right now, she would really

throw up.

Yael had no objection so he walked along with Beata on the road.

There was a particularly large park near the Harlequin Cuisine where many people came for walks at

this time of day. There was also music which added to its grandeur.

However, this was the first time that Beata saw people dancing in such a place because she lived in the

Knight Mansion all her life and went back-and-forth from school by car every day without ever having

an opportunity like this before.

Beata stood on the side watching everyone dance uniformly; everything looked fresh in her eyes.

But there was one thing that was particularly bad about Beata - stiff limbs!

How stiff were they? In physical education tests when doing sitting forward bends, not only can't she

touch her toes but even just getting past knee level was difficult for her! Every time during these tests,

teachers criticized students who can't do well physically. Beata looked cute enough, plus nobody dared

offend the Knight family anyway so even if they criticized or made fun of Beata's performance, they

won't say anything too harshly insulting towards Beata herself.

But still deep down inside herself, Beata didn't want anyone else pointing out how bad off physically

speaking she really was!

Now watching others dancing around here made Beata gesture slightly: forget it! These high difficulty

movements were not suitable for her!

Yael lowered his eyes seeing Beata's small movements while his gaze softened slightly. He knew very

well that Beata's stiff limbs were almost equivalent to prosthetics, but if she wanted to dance, he would

let her dance.

"Want to give it a try?" Yael asked.

Beata shook her head quickly and said, "Don't scare me. I don't want to embarrass myself."

With so many people watching, it was one thing for her to lose face at school, but there was no need

for her to do so outside as well. Plus, it would affect the city's appearance.

"I can accompany you," Yael said.

Upon hearing this, Beata was completely stunned. Although she hadn't interacted with Yael much

before this moment, the Knights were all basically on River's wavelength - cold and unapproachable -

and they wouldn't bother doing something like this.

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enough not to make people feel scared. But even so, Yael wasn't exactly a gentle person either.

Now here was a man like him saying such gentle words; the contrast really caught Beata off guard.

Most importantly though when she met his gaze directly, she could clearly feel his doting affection

towards her - yes that was right: doting affection!

Having written so many romance novels herself even if Beata hadn't personally experienced such

feelings firsthand yet herself in reality, she knew what it meant when someone felt that way about

another person.

But now this made things too difficult for her because she couldn't refuse Yael at all!

Her heart felt like there was a deer jumping up and down inside of it wildly, bounding around and hitting

against every corner of Beata's innermost being over and over again. She even had an urge deep

within herself, wanting to yell out loud: "Oh my god, please stop treating me so nicely!"

She didn't want any of this!

Beata said, "You go first and I'll follow your movements."

Yael smirked slightly and said, "Okay."

What Beata thought next was that although losing face wasn't ideal, as long as Yael didn't see, then

maybe some dignity could still be preserved within herself. So, what followed in the park square looked

like an attractive young man who exuded an icy cool aura from head-to-toe learning how perform

dancing moves from the elderly while trying his best not look awkward or stiff doing them himself.