Rebirth to Be with My Disabled Husband (or The Ninth Bride)

Chapter 265 Your Meat's Not Tasty Anyway

Samantha had just been showering Finley with compliments about how adorable he was. So, how did it suddenly turn into Unity being the cuter one? And the way Samantha playfully pinched Unity's little face-why did it feel like she was pinching his own? Was this merely his imagination? Or had Samantha begun to treat him like a mere dog?

"Sam."

Samantha glanced up as Finley approached, holding Unity snugly in his arms. Rising gracefully, she moved to his side. "What's up?"

"Am I cuter, or is Unity cuter?"

Finley's question left Samantha momentarily stunned. She blinked, wondering if she had misheard. "Finley, Unity is a dog, and you're a person. How could you possibly compare yourself to a dog?"

It seemed as though Finley was in a playful competition with Unity. He earnestly asked again, "So, who's cuter? Me or him?"

Samantha chuckled softly. "You're both adorable."

Finley had nothing to say to that. "You know how to keep everyone happy."

With a gentle smile, Samantha placed Unity into Finley's arms. "Finley, let me tell you. Unity is exceptionally clever. He can understand everything you say. If you don't believe me, just ask him." Finley's gaze fell on Unity nestled in his arms.

Unity lifted a paw, tapping gently on the back of Finley's hand, their eyes meeting in a brief, knowing exchange. For a fleeting moment, Finley realized that he was not even as skilled at charming people as this little dog was.

Unity down, Finley allowed the pup to frolic and play. Almost as if understanding, Unity scampered off to a corner, happily bouncing a ball

Samantha.

are you planning to make

before answering,

made Samantha pause,

with a

He was caught aback.

"Right now? Hmm?"

seriously, she hurriedly added, "I'm just kidding! I wouldn't eat you; you're not

looked at her with a soft, amused smile. "It seems you're

"From you."

that, Samantha turned to leave, but Finley quickly

halted, glancing back at him.

just want to hold your

resting her head on his shoulder as they strolled into the living room

gently settled Samantha

couch, handing her a

Cnack on while he made

fruit to