"Ate too much?" Chad Yakov instinctively repeated her words, as if seeing for the first time someone silly enough to overeat themselves...
The expression on his face was ever-changing.
Holding her, he didn't know whether to scold her for being silly or praise her for being cute.
"Stay home and don't move. I'll go buy you some digestive tablets." Chad Yakov opened the room door, carried her into the living room and placed her on the sofa. Then, grabbing the keys and wallet, he turned and left.
Victoria Gibson watched his back anxiously rushing to buy medicine, warmth filling her heart.
Only when his figure disappeared at the door did she carefully support herself on the edge of the sofa, peek her head out, and make sure Chad Yakov had really left. Joy spread across her face as she hurried forward to close and lock the door.
This way, even if Chad Yakov has the key, he can't get in. It's simply perfect!
