Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 206

Patrick felt as if he had been caught in the heart in an instant, and his heart ached.

This was the first time Aimee showed such a side in front of him.

He didn't ask Aimee what she dreamed about, but just patted her on the back and comforted her constantly.

Aimee took a while to finally come back to her senses and calm down.

She withdrew from Patrick's arms and asked suspiciously, "Darling, what are you doing?"

The kitchen, no matter how it looked, didn't fit Patrick.

He appeared here, quite discordant.

Patrick said, "I'm making breakfast."

Aimee was shocked when she heard the words, and then thought of it. When she was treating Patrick, he had proposed that after he recovered, he should treat her to a proper meal.

However, until now, none of them had eaten the meal.

Aimee blinked, looked at Patrick, and asked, "Darling, are you going to use this breakfast to get rid of me?"

If that was the case, it can't be possible.

She was not so easily to be fooled.

Patrick laughed lightly, pinched Aimee's face gently, and said, "In your heart, I'm such a stingy person?"

Aimee said in her heart that no matter how she felt, it was true that she didn't eat the meal he invited.

Therefore, it was useless to say these now.

Patrick knew what she was thinking, and said helplessly, "I remember. I take it seriously."

The tone in which he said this seemed to be coaxing Aimee, treating her like a child, with a gentle and doting meaning.

Aimee laughed instantly, thought for a while, and said, "Then I have to think about what to eat, and I want to eat the most expensive one."

Patrick laughed. This girl was telling him on purpose that she was already in a good mood, and told him not to worry.

She was not a money-grubber, so it didn't seem like she would say it at all.

"Okay, I will help you to look for it to see which one is better." Patrick said.

Aimee nodded, then looked into the pot in the kitchen, and asked, "Darling, what are you cooking?"

It smelt delicious, but she didn't know how it tasted.

"Seafood porridge," Patrick said.

Aimee was startled again. Although it was not difficult to cook seafood porridge, it was not a simple dish for someone who had never set foot in the kitchen.

Patrick came up to challenge this, and Aimee felt that he was really brave.

Patrick had already opened the lid to let the fragrance waft out more, and said to Aimee, "Aimee, come, have a taste and see how my cooking is?"

Aimee walked over and took a sip of the spoonful of porridge that Patrick scooped out.

Then…

Her expression froze.

Sure enough, what she guessed was correct that Patrick's cooking skill ... was really...

Aimee said, "It's so salty."

Patrick frowned, and tasted the spoon of the porridge that Aimee had tasted suspiciously, and now his expression froze.

Really, it was salty enough.

He said, "I obviously didn't add much salt."

Aimee also became puzzled when she heard him say that.

Logically speaking, if there was not much salt, it must be a problem with the ingredients.

Her eyes fell on the crab in the porridge, and she asked, "Darling, what is this crab?"

She looked at it. Why didn't it look like a fresh crab?

Aimee picked up a piece of crab, and put it in her mouth to taste it. Sure enough, the taste of this crab was not the taste of fresh one.

This was clearly...

"Darling, this is a salted crab." Aimee said helplessly.

This kind of salty crab was marinated and it was actually eaten raw. If it was cooked, it will be so salty that people will suffocate.

Aimee didn't even know where Patrick got the salty crab, and why he just put it in the pot.

Patrick was also surprised for a long time, and then went to the refrigerator to get the other two crabs, "Then these two are?"

Aimee looked at the two fresh crabs and instantly understood that Patrick had confused them.

She finally couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

Why was him so cute?

Aimee approached Patrick and said, "Darling, you are so cute."

She smiled and it could tell that she was really amused by Patrick.

Patrick was also a little dumbfounded.

He deliberately studied these two kinds of crabs. Who would have thought that he was still confused.

Now, a good pot of porridge was ruined by him just like that.

Originally, he wanted to prove to Aimee that he didn't have any difficulty in cooking.

As a result, it was so unfavorable.

With Aimee's words, he was really a terrible cook.

Aimee stood on toes and kissed Patrick's mouth, and said, "Darling, I like you even more."

Patrick was somewhat coaxed by her words, but the frustration of not being good at cooking kept him down.

Aimee took his hand and said, "Leave it to me. I'll improve the porridge for you."

Next, Aimee re-adjusted the seasoning to dilute the original salty taste.

She tasted her masterpiece with satisfaction, and had to say that if Patrick hadn't mixed up the crab, the seasoning he had just now was actually just right.

After improving the porridge, Aimee and Patrick sat at the dining table and had breakfast.

Aimee was really hungry. Now that she was eating porridge, her stomach was finally full.

Her physical strength that was consumed by Patrick finally came back.

After eating two large bowls in a row, Aimee patted her belly contentedly.

Patrick looked at her satisfied appearance, and his heart was soft.

Why was his girl so cute?

The two had finished their breakfast when Patrick's cell phone rang.

It was grandpa's calling.

"Pat, you and Aimee didn't come back last night?" Camdyn asked with concern on the other end of the phone.

"Grandpa, we're at La Grande Maison." Patrick replied.

Camdyn was still worried that after the two of them didn't go home, something must have happened, but when he heard that they were at La Grande Maison, he stopped worrying about anything in an instant.

He smiled and asked, "Do you want to stay there for a while longer? Is there anything you need? I'll have someone send it to you."

La Grande Maison was the matrimonial home prepared for Patrick at that time. Although Patrick and Aimee had been married for a long time, it was the first time for them to go there.

For Camdyn, he guessed why Patrick took Aimee there.

Thinking that he might soon have a great-grandchild, Camdyn was in a great mood, and even wished they would stay there until Aimee had a baby, and then go back.

Listening to Camdyn's excited voice, Patrick felt helpless.

How much did this old man want to have a great-grandchild?

However, he really wanted to know what his and Aimee's child would be like.

And he didn't know if after last night, there was already a baby that had taken root in Aimee's stomach.

Aimee noticed the change in Patrick's eyes, looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Grandpa asked us to stay here longer," Patrick said.

Aimee was at a loss for a while again, not understanding why grandpa would make such a request.

She said, "No, we have to go back to the house."

La Grande Maison had nothing, and if there was something wrong with Patrick's body, it was not convenient to deal with it here.

Patrick repeated Aimee's words to Camdyn, "Grandpa, we'll be back in a while."

He heard Camdyn sigh when he heard him say that, looking very disappointed.