Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 179

Aimee was taken aback by Patrick's sudden movement.

Although it was not the first time to be kissed by him, her eyes were still widened in shock, because this kiss was different from the previous ones.

She could feel how excited Patrick was.

Feeling Aimee's absence, Patrick pinched her waist in dissatisfaction, forcing her to let out a gasp, so that she could open her mouth.

This gave Patrick the opportunity to get more.

Patrick was very aggressive this time, the kind that wanted to swallow Aimee.

No one knew how long it took. Aimee felt like she was suffocating before Patrick let her go.

Aimee's face flushed, and she felt really shy for the first time.

She pushed Patrick away and said, "Go ahead. I won't bother you."

It was a mistake for her to come to Patrick.

This was to send herself to his door to let him bully her.

Patrick laughed lowly. Seeing that Aimee had already run out of the study room, he lightly licked the corner of his mouth. Looking at his fingertips, he seemed to be able to feel the softness of Aimee's waist.

He never knew that a girl's waist would be so soft.

Thinking of what will happen in the future, Patrick's eyes can't help but darken, and the picture seemed to have been outlined in his mind.

Patrick felt instantly like a beast.

He suppressed the fire in his body before returning to the computer and continuing to deal with things.

Aimee came out of the study, unable to calm down for a long time.

She was also reminiscing about the kiss just now.

For the first time, Aimee felt Patrick's extreme enthusiasm.

The corners of her mouth curled up imperceptibly. Her face was stained with redness, and her eyes were with an uncontrollable emotion.

When Casey walked out of her room, she saw Aimee like this.

She was stunned for a moment, and for a moment, she actually felt that Aimee was exuding a strange brilliance.

Casey was almost mesmerized by Aimee like this.

She shook her head quickly and vigorously, and then got rid of what was in her mind just now.

She did not forget that the reason why she was punished by Patrick for copying the Bible was Aimee.

Casey's hand, which copied the Bible, was about to be maimed. Se had no food, no sleep, and finally finished copying, but now she can't cry even if she wanted to.

Exhausted, she just wanted to go back to the bed and sleep for three days and three nights.

Casey snorted loudly at Aimee and moved back to her room.

When she woke up, she would deal with this woman.

Aimee didn't notice her at first, but when she heard Casey's snort, she raised her eyes and looked at her, only to see that she was moving back to her room with her shoulders slumped.

When noticing Casey's appearance, Aimee couldn't hold back and chuckled.

Suddenly, she felt that she was a little pitiful.

Casey naturally heard Aimee's laughter. If she had the strength now, she would definitely rush over to fight against Aimee.

However, she had no strength at all now, and her face was distorted with anger, but she still chose to go back to the room without looking back.

Aimee stopped laughing and went downstairs instead.

For the sake of Casey being so pitiful, she just promoted her status as a sister-in-law, and cooked a table of delicious food for her to replenish her physical strength.

Camdyn can be said to be in a very good mood.

Patrick's body was good, and his relationship with Aimee was so good. He was about to have great-grandchild, which made him grin.

Aimee came down. Camdyn beamed with joy as soon as he saw her.

"Aimee, come here. Have a game with me." Camdyn said.

He just moved out his chessboard and was cleaning it carefully.

Since Patrick's accident, he had never touched the chessboard.

He was in such a good mood today, so he naturally wanted to bring someone over to accompany him to play chess.

Aimee walked over and sat down opposite Camdyn.

She said, "Grandpa, I'm not very good at chess. Will you throw the game?"

Camdyn said as if he didn't care, "It's okay, I'm not good at chess either."

Aimee completely took Camdyn's words to coax her, but never thought that...

When Aimee and Camdyn played two rounds and won two times, Aimee was dumbfounded.

Her chess skills were not modest. It was really not very good, but, how could she expect that Camdyn's chess skills...

It was really explained from the objective fact that it was really bad.

Moreover, Camdyn's character was also...not too good when he played.

On the third round, Camdyn finally couldn't hold back and began to regret the move.

"No, no, Aimee, I just put it wrong. I have to put it here." Camdyn picked up the chess piece that Aimee had just dropped, and returned it to Aimee, insisting on replaying the chess that he had just misplaced.

What Aimee can do? She can only indulge him.

However, since this time, Camdyn regretted almost every move.

Patrick finished his work and came down from the stairs. And he saw his wife being bullied by his grandfather.

He walked over, glanced at the chessboard, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

He had seen what a poor player was.

Unfortunately, these two people didn't know how bad their chess skills were, and they played so happily.

"Grandpa, you can't bully Aimee just because of her good temper." Patrick walked over, sat beside Aimee, and held her in his arms.

Camdyn glared at him and said, "Go away and don't disturb me playing chess with Aimee."

Aimee was leaning against Patrick's arms, looking up at him.

That look, it went without saying, was pitiful, obviously the look of being bullied miserably.

Really, she could do surgery, draw drawings, fight...

No matter what she did, she had never been so tired.

Playing chess with Camdyn, for her, was not a mental drain, but a physical drain.

Patrick held her waist, leaned over to her ear, and said, "Don't worry. I will avenge you."

After speaking, Patrick picked up a chess pieces and prepared to put it on the chessboard.

As a result, Camdyn slapped him on the back of the hand and said dissatisfiedly, "Go away. I don't want to play chess with you. I want to play with Aimee ."

Patrick said, "Grandpa, are you afraid of me?"