Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 949

Chapter 949 He is Willing

Beata and Yael were both not talking, and they were immersed in their own emotions.
Especially Yael, when he became more aware of what he had been thinking about with greater precision, he found it even harder to calm himself down.
At this moment, Yael even wanted to escape.
He was a mature man who naturally understood what each of his thoughts represented. He understood, but what Yael understood even more clearly was that his ideas were not permissible and not allowed.
Therefore, in order to prevent this idea from growing even more rampant, the best method was to cut it off from this moment.
However, problems kept arising. How to cut them off? How to deal with them? Could it be that he ran up to River and said, "I have inappropriate thoughts about your sister, so from now on, I can no longer be her bodyguard?"
Yael was sure that if he had said that, he would have been killed by the River.
So, the best way was actually to maintain the status quo and not make any changes.
However, the way of whitewashing the situation brought about the result that he suppressed his own thoughts on one hand and tried to control the growth of these thoughts that were beyond his control on the other hand.
The struggle between these two forces ultimately pushed him step by step into an abyss. Now, Yael was still rational, but there were some things that once they grew out of control, reason cannot control them.
And then what? What came next?
How should he do it?
If it was just making him uncomfortable, then it didn't really matter. He was afraid that once a person's evil thoughts arose, it was not himself who will be harmed but others.
Yael had no way of hurting Beata naturally.
Beata didn't know what Yael had been thinking during this period of silence.
After the shyness wore off, Beata returned to her usual self. The hairy crab was not allowed for her to eat, but she couldn't resist the temptation as her mouth watered.
So, Beata said, "Yael, would you like to finish the remaining hairy crabs?"
Yael looked at Beata and could tell from her eyes that she was up to something mischievous.
However, this time Yael did not expose Beata, instead he cooperated and opened the hairy crabs.
Beata's eyes lit up with excitement as she stared intently at the large crab in Yael's hand, gleaming with anticipation. To be precise, she was staring at the fatty roe of the hairy crabs in his hand.
Beata liked the fatty roe the most. She didn't need to eat the meat, but she must taste the roe.
Thinking for a while, Beata saw Yael put the disassembled hairy crabs on the plate. The part with more roe should be placed on the plate, while the other part, he was continuing to disassemble.
Both hands were occupied. Obviously, this gave Beata a good opportunity to sneak attack.
Beata saw the timing, and stretched out the hand towards the hairy crab on Yael's plate, and quickly picked up a piece of roe and put it in her mouth, without daring to swallow it directly. For this hard-won roe, she had to taste it slowly and carefully.
Yael was amused by Beata's actions. Although he had already seen through her little tricks, he still cooperated with her performance. Most importantly, he made Beata think that it was her own wit that allowed her to have such a delicious roe.
Seeing Beata's lively expression of satisfaction, Yael suddenly didn't want to care so much.
What did he do with so much care?
He was happy and that was the most important thing.