Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 340

Chapter 340 Just right for my brother

The two men went directly to the rooftop, where there was a swimming pool, and it was very comfortable with the gentle breeze at night.
Walter was decanting the wine, and suddenly laughed out loud.
He said, "I come back and feel that the world has changed."
When he went abroad, the men in the Hayden family were all single.
Now that he came back, he was the only one left alone.
And Flabby was included.
However, it was said that Flabby will hook up with the neighbor's puppy now, but the other puppy was domineering and didn't like Flabby at all.
Kelvin looked at Walter with some doubts, and asked, "Miles also has a girlfriend?"
He had never heard of that.
Walter said, "Matilda, isn't it?"
Kelvin was a little taken aback, but didn't react for a while.
He carefully recalled the recent changes in Matilda, shook his head, and said, "It hasn't reached that level yet."
Walter just smiled.
It was the first time he had met Matilda and he didn't know what kind of person she was, but he knew Miles very well.
Miles didn't have any special temperament towards women at all. Even for Casey, he didn't have any tenderness at all.
However, when Miles saw Matilda, he was full of tenderness.
Moreover, Miles actually directly gave Matilda the two S-level projects that he negotiated so hard. This alone was enough to prove that at least Miles was interested in her.
However, Matilda's temperament seemed extremely wild, and Miles still had to work hard to win her heart.
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Aimee had been sticking to Patrick's side ever since she came back to the bedroom.
She always remembered that Patrick was going to give her a drink.
In fact, she didn't really drink and knew the things she should not do.
However, she just wanted to know how Patrick was going to give her the drink.
Patrick felt a little bit like laughing when his wife stared at him like that.
He just kept walking back and forth on purpose, but he just didn't want to get Aimee a drink.
Finally, Aimee was a little tired from following, and directly blocked in front of Patrick. She put his arms around his waist, raised her head, and said, "Darling, you can't lie."
Patrick raised the corners of his mouth and put his hand on Aimee's lower back, bringing her closer to him.
This action made Aimee feel shy for a moment, and the touch from the lower back electrified her.
Aimee glanced at Patrick. This man did it on purpose. Knowing that the two of them can't act too much now, he still teased her like this.
At that time when he was turned on, let's see what he will do.
Patrick said, "I said I won't lie to you. I will feed you a drink."
After saying that, Patrick lowered his head and sucked Aimee's lips.
Aimee frowned and was really dissatisfied with Patrick's behavior.
What was this? Feeding her a drink?
However, in Patrick's mouth, there was really a faint aroma of wine.
Understanding Patrick's intention, Aimee was so angry.
This bad guy actually used this method to coax her.
Did he really think she wsa a child?
As Patrick let go of Aimee, Aimee licked her mouth.
There was a lingering fragrance in the mouth.
Patrick said, "How is it? I didn't lie to you."
Aimee raised her hand and pinched Patrick's waist, "I finally understand now you're really good at coaxing me."
Patrick laughed lowly. Looking at Aimee's angry face, he felt her even more cute.
He said with a smile, "But I'm actually good at kissing you."
As he said so, Aimee lowered her head again and he kissed Aimee's lips.
Now it was impossible to do more things, so they can only kiss and hug each other.
Aimee raised her hand and pushed Patrick away, muttering dissatisfiedly, "You're gonna be responsible for that."
Patrick listened to her complaint, and was really amused.
He leaned down and whispered in Aimee's ear, "If I'm not responsible, who is responsible?"
Aimee naturally heard the extra meaning in his words, and her face flushed instantly.
Raising her hand and pushing Patrick away, Aimee turned and walked to the bathroom.
Patrick touched his nose, shook his head helplessly, and walked towards the cloakroom.
Aimee didn't even take a set of pajamas in, and would run out blushing after a while.
Choosing the most conservative of Aimee's pajamas, Patrick walked over and knocked on the bathroom door.
Aimee was washing her hair, but she didn't hear it. After the water washed away the foam from her head, she realized that Patrick walked in at some point.
She blinked and turned away, continuing to take her shower, and completely ignoring Patrick.
Patrick chuckled, walked over and stuck to Aimee's back.
Aimee was startled by his sudden approach, and subconsciously moved forward to hide, but almost hit the wall.
Patrick reached out and pulled Aimee back into his arms.
"Be careful. The wall is cold," Patrick said.
Aimee turned from his arms and touched his chest with her fingers, "What are you doing here? Do you want to 'bully' me?"
Patrick held Aimee's hand, put it to his lips and kissed it, saying, "I can't bear it."
"Then why did you still come in? Get out quickly. I haven't finished washing yet." Aimee said.
"I'll help you," Patrick said.
Aimee raised her foot and wanted to kick Patrick, but in the end she couldn't hold him back. She could only let him help wash herself, wrap herself in a towel, and carry her out of the bathroom.
Patrick still blew dry Aimee's hair. And Aimee lay directly on Patrick's lap and yawned.
"Darling, I want to cut my hair short. Every time I wash my hair, you have to blow dry it for a long time. It's so tiring." Aimee said.
Patrick stroked Aimee's hair, and didn't answer right away, but imagined what Aimee would look like with short hair.
In fact, in terms of Aimee's appearance, any hairstyle suited her, and it will only make her style different.
However, Patrick preferred Aimee's long hair.
Aimee didn't hear Patrick's voice, and understood what he meant.
She got up from Patrick's lap, straddled his lap, raised her hand to hold Patrick's face, and asked, "Darling, do you think I look better with long hair?"
Patrick twisted a strand of Aimee's hair and played with it between his fingertips.
He said, "I like whatever you look like."
Aimee tilted her head and said deliberately, "You're probably worried that if I have short hair, I will be too handsome, more handsome than you."
Patrick was amused by her, and followed Aimee's words, "Then do you want me to grow long hair, and try to make you feel I'm beautiful?"
"That's not necessary. The hair I cut can be used to make a wig, which is just right for you." Aimee said.
Patrick was almost pissed at what Aimee said.
He pinched Aimee's face gently and said, "Do you want to cut your hair? I will accompany you tomorrow, okay?"
Aimee nodded, raised her hand to hold Patrick's neck, and kissed him on the cheek.
"Darling, you are so nice." Aimee said.
"Okay, let's go to sleep. You just said you're sleepy." Patrick stood up holding Aimee, turned around and put her gently on the bed, "Good night, my baby."
Aimee was really sleepy. When her head touched the pillow, sleepiness swept over her, and she fell asleep after a while.
Patrick lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, tucked her in, then turned and left the room.