Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 148

Patrick couldn't help but sigh.

Originally, he thought that after such a quarrel between him and Aimee, Aimee would soften her heart and let him go free.

Now, instead, Aimee acted like a baby to him with a soft voice, leaving him helpless.

He held Aimee's hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, and said, "I'm serious. I couldn't move before. I didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Now I can walk, but it's like a porcelain doll. I have to be careful with everything. It really makes me feel like I'm being shackled all over, which is very uncomfortable."

Aimee could understand his thoughts, and said, "Be patient. I will set you free soon, okay?"

In fact, to recovering Patrick's body was one thing.

Another thing was that until now, the person who persecuted Patrick had not done anything, which made Aimee very upset.

That person never showed up, and she couldn't relax.

Therefore, it was only possible to prolong this time indefinitely, so that the person can't stand it anymore and emerge by himself.

However, Aimee didn't intend to tell Patrick what she really thought.

She said, "Okay, I will come back early to accompany you in the future, so that you won't be bored. So don't lose your temper, okay?"

How could she fail to see that Patrick did it on purpose? He just wanted to be free.

Aimee suddenly felt that she was not like a doctor at all, but like a pervert who imprisoned Patrick.

She couldn't hold back any of it, and laughed out loud. Looking into Patrick's gaze, she became a little sympathetic.

Patrick was a little dazed by her sudden laughing, and when he met her pitying eyes, he felt even more terrified.

He frowned suspiciously, and asked blankly, "Aimee, what's wrong? What are you thinking?"

Aimee shook her head and said, "No, nothing, it's getting late now. Go back and rest."

As she spoke, she stood up.

If she didn't go back to her room, Aimee will really doubt that she will make up more stories.

Patrick still held her hand and said, "Aimee, can you promise me one thing?"

"What?" Aimee looked down at him and asked curiously.

"Can you stop letting Kelvin come over? We two men stare at each other every day. It's really perverted." Patrick said.

He got a headache when he saw Kelvin.

Aimee asked and felt puzzled, "Did he mess with you? Or, did he do something strange?"

But, no, she still knew Kelvin very well. He was like a mother, who was considerate, able to take care of everyone's emotions, and always gentle.

Aimee really couldn't imagine what Kelvin could do to make Patrick uncomfortable.

"No." Patrick shook his head and said, "He's actually doing really well."

Objectively speaking, Kelvin took good care of him.

However, for Patrick, it was this kind of care that made him more burdened.

Aimee thought about it. She can rest the day after tomorrow. Instead of going to the hospital, she can personally take care of Patrick's meals.

So, in fact, there was no need for Kelvin to come here again.

She said, "Well, if you persist for another day, I won't let him come over the day after tomorrow."

Although Patrick really didn't want to see Kelvin again, after hearing what Aimee had said, he immediately nodded in agreement.

Just get through tomorrow and he'll be fine.

Although Aimee didn't understand the point that Patrick and Kelvin couldn't deal with, she was still willing to meet all of Patrick's demands.

However, at this moment, for her, the most important thing for Patrick was to go to bed first.

She pulled Patrick up and said, "Come on, I'll take you back to your room. Be good."

Patrick laughed. Was she coaxing him like a child?

He let Aimee lead him into the bedroom, but when Aimee was about to leave, he couldn't help asking, "Aimee, when are you going to sleep in the same room as me?"

They were a couple and supposed to sleep in the same room.

However, from the moment they got married, they had always belonged to two rooms.

Although they shared the same room almost every night, Aimee's identity was not a wife, but a doctor every night.

There was no point in being in the same room like that.

Now that he was already recovered, Patrick no longer thought that they still had to sleep in separate rooms.

Aimee was taken aback by Patrick's question, completely unexpected that he would suddenly mention this question.

Her face blushed unconsciously, and she unconsciously thought of other things.

Aimee coughed lightly, then raised her eyes to look at Patrick, and said, "Why can't you behave well? You just got better, and you can make such a fuss. Do you know that your body can't do anything now?"

Patrick actually didn't think about that aspect. Hearing Aimee's coquettish words at this moment, he knew that she had misunderstood what he meant.

He said, "Aimee, so you have thought about it."

Aimee met his malicious eyes, and her expression became even more uncomfortable.

She raised her hand and poked Patrick's arm, and said, "I didn't think about it."

"Don't be shy, Aimee. We are a couple. We have a legal relationship, and everything we do between us is reasonable, legal and agreeable. If you need it, I can really do it." Patrick said.

Aimee covered Patrick's mouth and said, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll beat you up."

She was really a little shy by him.

This man, who obviously led her in a strange direction with evil intentions, dared to say that she was the one who needed it.

She didn't!

Patrick suddenly discovered that teasing Aimee was really very interesting.

Especially at this moment, she looked like a little lion with fur standing up, which was too cute.

He said, "Aimee, don't be shy. I will do anything for you."

"What to do! You can't do anything now!" Aimee yelled angrily.

Her voice was loud, with some annoyed meaning, so Patrick couldn't hold back after all, and laughed softly.

He took her hand, put it on his lips and kissed it tenderly.

Patrick said, "It's all my fault. Now, I don't even have the ability to satisfy my Aimee. It's my fault."