Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 61

What happened on Aimee's side, Patrick soon found out.

Trace was holding a tablet and watching his Master Patrick's expression with a nervous look on his face.

Patrick's face did not have any special expression, but the aura that emanated from his body made Trace very nervous.

"Master Patrick , do you want me to take care of it?" Trace asked.

Patrick finally gave him a look, but snorted lightly and said, "You're moving too slowly."

In such a short period of time, the format has changed.

The voices attacking Aimee have disappeared, and in their place, they have all turned to Jaylah.

Trace looked at Patrick with some dismay, thinking it was impossible.

He came to tell Master Patrick as soon as he found out about it, so how could he have been slow?

He quickly opened the tablet, refreshed the page, and now, completely dumbfounded.

They haven't done anything on their side yet, and it's settled so quickly?

Trace had some trepidation to look at Patrick's expression as he swallowed before asking, "Master Patrick , what's next?"

According to this development down, their side, nothing can be done.

Patrick almost didn't get mad at him for saying that, he looked at Trace speechlessly and said, "What else do you think I can do?"

He is now close to sending Trace a message: you can't even eat shit that's hot.

Clearly long ago explained Trace, to keep a good eye on things about Aimee, but the result is good, keep an eye on it, but nothing can be his turn to solve.

Patrick has never felt such a sense of powerlessness.

He said, "All right, go about your business, I will call you again if there is something."

Trace watched Patrick's expression and made sure he wasn't angry before he came out of the room.

It's just that the frustration still makes him feel broken.

What is the origin of this Lady Aimee? If there is no one behind this, who will believe it?

At least, he certainly doesn't believe it.

That's what Patrick was thinking.

Who, exactly, helped Aimee with this matter.

His face had some darkness, and his heart became more and more clogged.

It always feels like he's being robbed of something, a feeling that makes him particularly uncomfortable.

Aimee didn't know that just because Matilda and the others were so fast and accurate, Patrick's whole life was in jeopardy.

They were coming out of the hot pot store when Matilda said, "I'll walk you back."

"Okay." Aimee didn't refuse.

The two of them got into Matilda's car, a particularly eye-catching pink sports car, Aimee immediately recognized that this is the new model just released.

She has some headaches, Matilda this see new car to buy behavior, when in the end can change.

This woman, when abroad, has built a special parking lot for her precious cars, not to mention that she wants to build one in Innisrial as well.

Innisrial is not as crowded as overseas.

Aimee said, "How many more cars did you buy this time you came back?"

"Huh?" Matilda wondered why Aimee suddenly asked this question, thought about it, and said, "Not much, not much, this is only the fourth car."

Aimee added to the headache.

Matilda now lives in a flat apartment, and although she bought a few more parking spaces when she bought the apartment, the trend is such that soon, more parking spaces will need to be purchased.

Aimee said, "It's not like overseas, you should keep a low profile."

Matilda quickly understood what Aimee meant.

She nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'm in control."

Aimee didn't say anything more.

Just in time, her cell phone rang and she took it out to see that it was Mason again.

Aimee's eyebrows unconsciously wrinkled a little and she picked up the phone, "Grandpa."

"Aimee! Are you going to rebel? I told you to go to Twitter and apologize to Jaylah, why didn't you do it! Do you have any respect for me as your grandfather?" Mason was scolding him in the face.

Aimee said, "Grandpa, I can't sign up for Twitter."

Mason didn't listen to her and continued, "I'm telling you, Aimee, you don't think you've married into the Hayden family and you've got wings, you'll be the Reeds till the end of your days and you'll never do anything to hurt the Reed family."

Aimee bit her lip and didn't say anything, letting Mason curse and swear on the other end of the phone until she hung up.

Matilda could hear the phone clearly without Aimee putting it on public.

She gripped the steering wheel and said angrily, "Is there something wrong with this old man that Jaylah is his granddaughter and you're not?"

"I'm really not." Aimee says.

Matilda choked, then turned to Aimee suspiciously and asked, "Wait a minute, what do you mean by what you just said? Are you really not the Reeds?"

"Probably, I guess." Aimee said.

Otherwise, she really can't figure out why the Reed family four daughters, she was treated this way.

Even if it's because she disappeared for a few years as a child and didn't grow up around them, the kinship between her and them is very indifferent.

However, is it too unscientific to treat her like this just because of that.

Aimee said, "Why don't you go check it out for me?"

Matilda straightened up and said, "That's just a matter of your words, but, Aimee, what are you going to do if you really aren't the Reed family's daughter?"

"I don't know, but, at least, it's not too comforting for them." Aimee said.

She didn't care about the fact that she had been raised by a bigger family than she had been born, and Aimee didn't believe that Mason had any reason to raise her unless there was a special reason.

She needs to get to the bottom of this, and once she finds out what the secret behind this is, then she will not let go of anyone who hurts her.

Matilda saw this and didn't say anything else.

She knew very well that Aimee was the most cruel one than the cruel one.

Figuring this out, Matilda said, "Anyway, we're here, so just go ahead and do what you want to do."

"Yeah." Aimee responded, but her heart was quite moved.

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