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Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 116

Aimee looked at Miles in a daze, and did not return to his question for half a day.

She was thinking about how to answer when Patrick had taken another step closer to her.

The next second, he gently took her into his arms.

The hug was light, and if it wasn't summertime and they were both lightly clothed, it wouldn't even, even feel like they were hugging.

The hug was long, so long that Aimee almost felt that an hour had passed.

She had never had a moment like this before, when she was clearly doing nothing, but it was as if time had stopped, as if she had forgotten to even breathe.

Aimee took a long, long time before she raised her hand and gently dropped it on Patrick's back.

She patted gently and said, "Master Patrick , you've been standing too long."

Aimee's voice was soft and muffled in Patrick's chest.

Patrick smiled, but did not rush to let go of her, but suddenly tightened his arms and held Aimee even tighter.

If he hadn't been taught a lesson by Aimee earlier, he would have hugged her vigorously and pushed her hard into his arms.

Naive, now he still has more than enough heart.

After a few more moments, Aimee raised her hand and pushed Patrick's waist before Patrick let her go.

He said, "Aimee , thank you, for getting me back on my feet."

Aimee tilted her little face and smiled.

She accepted Patrick's thank you because, well, she deserved it.

Aimee said, "Okay, don't ever say that again, all I want you to do next is to behave."

Patrick hooked up the corners of his mouth and sort of had his own understanding of the request.

He said, "Okay, in the future, all listen to the lady."

Aimee suddenly felt that there was something wrong.

She wants to be obedient, which clearly means that he should have a little self-awareness as a patient and not to do things that he is not able to do for the time being.

However, Patrick's tone of voice seems to have a different meaning.

Patrick's eyes were deep, looking at Aimee's gaze, full of smiles.

Seeing her so cute at the moment, Patrick's mood became even happier.

His girl, indeed, is cute.

Make him, so want to kiss.

However, Patrick didn't go with his heart this time.

Aimee came back to her senses and said to Patrick, "Take a rest in your room, I'll go get you something to eat and come get you later."

She was also going to see if the old Hayden was awake, to let the old Hayden see for himself that Patrick was on his feet.

At this moment, the old Hayden saw Patrick as before, a pair of cloudy eyes, filled with tears.

He wanted to go up to Patrick and hug him, but he was afraid he would bump into him.

The old Hayden was like a child at a loss, not even knowing what he was supposed to do.

Aimee looked distressed and could only look over towards Patrick, asking him to take the initiative and come and hug the old Hayden.

Patrick received a look from her and raised his eyebrows.

This girl, the party is so righteous to ask themselves, do not move, but now let their own initiative.

Patrick gave Aimee a long, meaningful look before he approached the old Hayden and reached out to hug him.

"Grandpa, I'm better." Patrick said.

A phrase that made THE OLD HAYDEN's shoulders start to shake.

His face was buried in Patrick's shoulder, and his whimpers could be heard clearly.

Aimee looked heartbroken, and her eyes got a little wet and red.

She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes and silently retreated from inside the room.

At this moment, let's give time and space to both their grandparents and grandchildren.

Patrick looked at Aimee's leaving figure, and his heart was also hard.

His girl, and his heart aches.

Patrick patted the old Hayden on the back and said, "Grandpa, you should be happy that I'm on my feet."

the old Hayden raised a hand to wipe away the tears, trembling voice said: "happy, grandpa is just too happy, Pat, grandpa finally saw you back on your feet, grandpa really happy."

Patrick soothed the old Hayden's emotions and waited until he finally calmed down before saying, "But, Grandpa, I'm not ready to tell the public about this, you have to keep it a secret for me."

"That's a good thing, aren't you going to let everyone know?" the old Hayden had some urgency.

He can't wait to announce widely now that his grandson has gotten better.

Those who say things behind his back and curse his grandson badly can save their breath.

Patrick said, "The person who did this to me has not been found and it is not appropriate to make it public now."

"But," the old Hayden had some niggles, "are you going to stay in bed after we go back to Hayden's Mansion?"

The old Hayden was reluctant.

If Patrick still wants to continue to lie in bed, it will make him have the feeling of unreality, will make him feel that the Patrick standing in front of him at this moment, is a fake.

Patrick said, "I have to talk to Aimee about this."

He actually has a little intention of not going back for a while.

It's pretty comfortable and it's nice to stay here all the time.

The most important thing is that no one can find this place for the time being, and he can cultivate a good relationship with Aimee here.

The old Hayden silent for a long time, but finally decided, this matter, let Patrick himself to deal with.

He said, "Okay, then you and Aimee decide."

"Grandpa, if Aimee and I don't go back, we'll still need your cooperation." Patrick said.

old Hayden can not always be on this side, they have been away from Hayden's Mansion for many days, many people, will notice that something is not right.

Patrick needs to get the old Hayden to get rid of these people.

The old Hayden, though he knew what Patrick was thinking, couldn't help but be a little upset.

He said, "I can see that you just don't like me as an old man and want to spend time with Aimee, okay, I'll go back alone, I won't be a light bulb for you two."

Patrick looked at the old Hayden helplessly, unable to do anything about his childish talk.

He smiled and said, "Grandpa, you also hope that Aimee and I are getting along."

The old Hayden did expect this, but still, he felt he was disliked.

He said, "OK, OK, OK, I'm not going to give you two as a light bulb, OK, you better be good and Aimee cultivate feelings, if you dare to bully her, see how I clean you up."

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