Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 180

Camdyn's eyes widened again when he heard Patrick's words.

"Hmph, why am I afraid of you? You are so bad at chess." Camdyn said it and glared at Patrick angrily, "Hurry up and return the chess piece to Aimee. Let Aimee play chess with me. Don't make trouble. "

"Grandpa, you bullied my wife while I was away. Do you think I can agree?" Patrick said.

He knew Camdyn's chess skills too well. He used to play chess tirelessly. It can be said that he will do everything in order to win.

However, because of his poor chess skills, very few people were willing to play chess with him now.

Patrick knew well that Camdyn just took advantage of Aimee's good temper.

How could he allow this happen?

He held Aimee's waist and said, "Aimee, I'm hungry."

Aimee's eyes lit up in an instant. She just came downstairs to go to the kitchen, but Camdyn grabbed her and played chess until now.

At the moment, Patrick finally gave her a reason to escape, and of course Aimee would not miss it.

She said, "I'm going to the kitchen now. Tell me what you want to eat."

Patrick said, "I love everything you make."

Aimee looked at Camdyn again and asked, "Grandpa, what do you want to eat?"

Camdyn didn't want Aimee to go away like this, but his taste buds couldn't resist Aimee's dishes.

So, after weighing it up, he said, "Mushroom soup."

Aimee responded and quickly ran towards the kitchen.

Patrick smiled and looked at Aimee's back lovingly.

After Aimee's figure completely disappeared, he said, "Grandpa, you always told me not to bully Aimee, but now you are bullying her instead."

"I don't." Camdyn snorted disapprovingly.

He coughed lightly, hiding his true purpose.

As Patrick thought, Camdyn really managed to ask Aimee to play chess with him, a chess player who was on a par with him, so how could he just miss it?

If it wasn't for Patrick's sudden appearance, he would have had a few more good games with Aimee.

Patrick didn't expose him anymore. He just thought that he had to talk to Aimee for a while, so that she wouldn't always indulge Camdyn so much and be bullied by him.

Winning Camdyn in two steps, Patrick stood up and said, "Grandpa, I'm going to accompany Aimee."

Camdyn was even more angry when he lost to Patrick.

This little bastard! He might as well lie on the bed, and when he got better, he will start to piss him off.

Looking at the chessboard, Camdyn suddenly felt sad.

Although he was very pleased to see Patrick protecting Aimee so much, and was really happy to see how good the relationship between them was, at this moment, he really missed his wife.

Patrick, this little bastard, was relying on the fact that his wife was by his side.

When his wife was still around, she was very protective of him.

Silently putting away the chessboard, Camdyn got up from the sofa and walked upstairs.

He had to talk to his wife, let her wait for him, wait for him to find her, and play a few games of chess with her.

At the kitchen.

Aimee had already cooked the mushroom soup that Camdyn wanted to eat. She used a special processing method to process the fat of the meat without affecting the texture and taste. This method was more suitable Camdyn.

Moreover, she also used a special cooking method to make the stewed meat softer, so that the bone can be easily removed without much effort, without tiring the teeth.

Patrick came over, put his arms around Aimee's waist, and said, "Aimee, thank you for your hard work."

He knew grandpa's temperament too well. He was a majestic old man in everything. He stood by his words and gave people an impression that he was prestigious.

However, when it came to playing chess, he was really naive.

Moreover, he was very ignorant of rules.

Aimee naturally knew what he was referring to, she raised her head, looked at Patrick, and said, "It won't be hard. Grandpa is very cute."

To be honest, it was very difficult for her to meet someone who was worse than herself in chess.

She was also very happy to win.

Although Camdyn kept regretting the moves, this didn't affect her and Aimee was really happy.

Aimee was leaning back at just the right angle and Patrick can kiss her as soon as he lowered his head.

And he did so.

It was just a light touch, but it made Aimee blush again.

She didn't know before that, it turned out that kissing was really addictive.

At least, Patrick was so addicted to this thing.

She glanced at him, with her eyes sparkling, as if she was coquettish.

It made Patrick swallow. He didn't hold back, turned his head, and kissed her again.

Aimee couldn't resist her shyness in the end, and raised her hand to push Patrick away.

She said, "Don't make trouble for me. I'm going to continue cooking."

Patrick laughed lowly. This woman, after all, was still a little girl who had never experienced anything. No matter how calm she was in other places, she was easily shy in this matter.

She was really, really cute.

He didn't leave, but walked aside and asked, "Can I help you with something?"

Aimee tilted her head to look at him and said, "Are you really good at cooking?"

"I can learn it," Patrick said.

It was true that he had never done it before. However, it was not easy to do this kind of thing well, but it was easy to get familiar with it.

Patrick believed that in this world, nothing can be difficult for him.

Nor cooking.

He was very confident, and went to find an apron for himself.

Aimee thought about his physical condition, and it was true that she didn't have to be so strict with him as before.

So, Aimee said, "Then you can make the simplest one. Tomato scrambled eggs. I believe you can do it very well."

Patrick looked at Aimee, as if accusing her of underestimating her abilities.

He said, "Aimee, are you sure to just let me do this?"

"Make it first. Don't brag," Aimee said.

Patrick nodded, took the tomato and went to wash it in the sink.

He really didn't believe it would be difficult for making this dish that almost every people in this country can cook.