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Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 363

Chapter 363 You still love me the most

Patrick was amused by Aimee, squeezed Aimee's face gently, and said, "Aimee, I think you might have misunderstood me."
"What do you mean?" Aimee frowned slightly, and looked at Patrick curiously.
The next second, Aimee heard Patrick say arrogantly, "In terms of money, I'm quite invincible."
Aimee burst out laughing, and then said with a smile and mysteriously, "Isn't this a coincidence? I'm pretty invincible when it comes to money."
After speaking, Aimee became a little curious.
She sat upright and looked at Patrick. Her eyes were clean and clear, and she said, "Darling, who do you think is richer between the two of us?"
This question obviously stumped Patrick.
A problem just popped into his mind that Aimee never seemed to spend his money.
Moreover, the money that Aimee spent on him was a huge amount.
In an instant, Patrick felt bad all over.
Patrick felt that in this regard, he seemed to be a bit machismo, thinking that it was only natural for women to spend money from men.
However, Aimee never gave him this chance.
This made Patrick very uncomfortable.
Patrick looked at Aimee and said, "Aimee, have you noticed that you never spend my money?"
Aimee was startled, but she hadn't thought about this question.
This was because, in fact, she didn't have many chances to spend money.
However, Aimee was keenly aware of Patrick's displeasure. She immediately took Patrick's arm and said in a soft voice, "Haven't I? You want to open a new hospital for me, right?"
This was about a lot of money. How many men in this world can spend such a large sum of money?
It was afraid that many people won't be able to earn so much money in their whole life.
When Patrick heard this, he almost laughed angrily by Aimee.
He looked at Aimee speechlessly, and said, "Aimee, are you trying to annoy me?"
Aimee became innocent in an instant, and said flatteringly, "Why? I'm just talking about the fact."
Patrick flicked Aimee's forehead and said, "It seems that I need to 'punish' you."
Aimee laughed lowly and blinked her eyes, looking like she was at his service.
Patrick directly asked the driver to take them to a mall, and he just wanted to experience the joy of spending money for Aimee.
As Aimee entered the mall, she suddenly remembered something.
She took Patrick's hand and said, "No, last time, we bought a lot of clothes with Casey and Mikayla."
Patrick said, "That time doesn't count. You just spent the money with Casey by the way."
Aimee was very speechless. Can this be counted like this?
But, why? She actually felt that what Patrick said made sense.
There must be something wrong with her, so she was tricked by Patrick.
However, Aimee also quickly understood a truth that if she didn't let Patrick spend the money today, it might really be endless.
Aimee said, "Okay then, I'll do it."
What Patrick wanted was Aimee's attitude, and when he heard she meant it, Patrick's mood was immediately improved.
He held Aimee's waist, and suddenly felt a little funny.
What was this all about?
Why was there such a worry about spending money?
Aimee said she would spend his money, but she really had no experience in shopping.
There were a lot of things that she didn't use, so naturally she had no desire to buy them.
She was completely different from other women.
She didn't have the pleasure of shopping and consuming.
Aimee was held in Patrick's arms, and for the first time in her life, she was stumped by spending money.
Patrick also found it troublesome. He wanted to spend money for Aimee, but there was no way to do it for her.
They walked through the mall, and Patrick finally discovered a serious problem.
The things here were really not suitable for Aimee.
Aimee looked up at Patrick and said, "What should I do? I tried my best, but it doesn't seem to work."
Patrick said, "Why don't we change to another one?"
Aimee immediately shook her head, pretended to be very weak, and said pitifully, "No, darling, I really can't walk anymore. My feet are so sore."
Patrick couldn't help but laugh.
How could he fail to see that she was just acting?
When she fought with him for consecutive two rounds, she didn't feel tired at all, and now she actually said that her feet were sore from shopping.
Patrick understood how much Aimee didn't like shopping.
Patting Aimee's head, Patrick said, "Okay, let's go home."
Aimee immediately smiled, nodded vigorously, and said, "You still love me the most."
Patrick felt a little helpless, but in the end he indulges Aimee.
Back in the car, Aimee's sleepiness swept over her.
She leaned crookedly against Patrick, looking miserable.
Patrick hugged Aimee tightly, and kissed her face distressedly.
It was his fault. He was too busy to satisfy his own mood, and he forgot that Aimee was now a pregnant woman. The most important thing for her was to be in a good mood and rest well.
Patrick said affectionately, "Aimee, sleep for a while. I'll wake you up when we get home."
Aimee nodded and fell asleep leaning against Patrick.
The car quickly drove back to Hayden's Mansion.
As Patrick got off the car, he saw Camdyn playing with Flabby.
Seeing them come back, he let out a long sigh, "It's really strange. My grandchildren and granddaughter-in-law are obviously at home. Why am I so lonely?"
Patrick carried Aimee out of the car. Seeing that she hadn't woken up, he asked, "Walter isn't home?"
"He said he had to go out. I didn't know what he was doing after he came back. It was weird." Camdyn said.
Patrick thought for a moment, then guessed where he might have gone.
With a low laugh, Patrick said, "Grandpa, it's better for Walter to be busy, so you can finish your wish sooner."
Camdyn listened to Patrick's inexplicable words and looked at him strangely. He always felt that his grandchildren were very strange recently.
Moreover, he can be sure that they both know what the other was up to, but they didn't tell him.
Camdyn was angry, which meant that he was almost out of temper.
A group of little bastards only knew how to make things difficult for him.


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