Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 253

When Aimee heard Patrick's words with such determination, she got even more excited instantly.

Looking at Patrick, she muttered dissatisfiedly, "Darling, how do you know you will win? You are so confident."

Patrick looked at her frowning expression. Although the face at the moment was not Aimee's original face, that gaze was still her style, which was sly.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He pinched Aimee's face gently and said, "Aimee, I have no desire to win. If you don't motivate me, I might not try my best."

That was to say, even if Aimee won, it was a victory without force.

Hearing this, Aimee's eyes suddenly became serious.

Was this man trying to provoke her?

Didn't he know that this method was not available to a woman who was determined to defeat him?

Aimee said, "Darling, if you win, I will let you do whatever you want."

When Patrick heard this, the smile on his face grew stronger.

She was usually so smart, but why was she always trapped?

And she dared to be trapped set up by him.

He had to say that she was really cute.

Patrick laughed, and also became serious.

He fastened the protective gear on his body, looked at Aimee with deep eyes, and said, "Aimee, don't say I bully you."

Aimee snorted softly, not taking it seriously at all.

She didn't think that her strength would lose to Patrick.

After the two confirmed the protective gears, they began to climb up.

Of course, in the dark environment, the two still put safety as the priority.

Although it was said to be a match, they cared about each other's safety so much.

Especially Patrick, who had always been one step ahead of Aimee, was able to ensure her safety, and at the same time, able to show her the way.

Aimee felt warm, and the eyes she looked at Patrick were full of affection.

They can't be too ostentatious, and they only wore a hard hat. There was a very small light on it, which can only make the wearer's vision better, but they cannot be seen by others.

This was also specially worn for the convenience of doing some secret things.

Otherwise, as long as someone saw the cliff, it was enough to expose their whereabouts.

This was too dangerous.

Aimee and Patrick climbed up bit by bit. The difficulty of climbing this kind of cliff was much more enormous than that of wild rock climbing.

Although at the beginning, the two were betting, later, they became engrossed.

Both of them were always watching each other, not letting the other have any possibility of danger.

However, the cliff was too high.

They climbed until the dawn, but they only climbed three-quarters of the way.

Here, the two found a slightly flat place where they could lean against the cliff to rest and also allow them to eat and drink to replenish their energy.

Aimee took out a pack of compressed biscuits from the bag, which was developed by her research institution and had much more nutrition than common one on the market.