Filed to story: Healing My Disabled Husband Novel
Patrick’s face at the moment didn’t look very good.
This was different from what he imagined.
How could he not even handle a few eggs?
This was simply too out of character for him.
Aimee still couldn’t bear it anymore, and said, “Or, can you do something else for me?”
Patrick looked at Aimee and knew that his performance just now was redundant.
He said, “Let me help you with something else.”
“Then, Mr. Hayden, please wash these for me.” Aimee took a bunch of leeks out of the refrigerator.
She didn’t intend to make a dish out of leeks, but the best thing for Patrick to pass the time now was this bunch of leeks.
He can wash them for a long time. In this way, there was no need for him to do anything else.
Patrick looked at leeks, then at Aimee. For a moment, he didn’t know whether he was angry or really frustrated.
How could he fail to see Aimee’s intention?
However, what can be done? He could only be obedient.
Noticing his expression, Aimee couldn’t hold back and laughed.
No matter what age this man was at, he was always childish.
However, Patrick’s childishness was very cute.
Withdrawing her gaze, Aimee continued to cook.
She had always been nimble, and even the most complicated dishes were cooked very quickly, with perfect combination of color, aroma and taste.
Just when the last dish was ready, Casey went to the dinning room like a walking dead.
She could no longer see anyone in her eyes, and she walked to the room entirely because of the scent that poured into her nose.
Patrick had already called Camdyn to come over for dinner, and before he was seated, he saw Casey put her hand on a plate of chicken legs in front of her.
Camdyn snorted softly and said, “Casey, use the fork. Is there any manners?”
Casey was a little sober after being yelled at by Camdyn.
She immediately went to get the fork obediently, and couldn’t wait at all. She picked up a chicken leg and was about to stuff it into her mouth.
However, her hand really didn’t have any strength after she finished copying the Bible while holding the pen. Although there were not many words, the handwriting must be exactly the same as the handwriting on the book, and the strength of holding the pen must be the same. After copying the Bible, she felt like her hand was maimed.
Where did she still have the strength to hold the fork? The chicken leg was barely picked up, and before it reached her mouth, it fell on the dining table in front of her.
Casey was on the verge of crying.
She lost her temper and burst into tears.
“Patrick bullies me. Grandpa bullies me. Even the fork bullies me … ” Casey was so upset. She wanted something to eat because she was so hungry. However, she was asked to use a fork.
Why was she so pitiful?
Casey held the fork again and continued to fight against the chicken leg tremblingly. However, she was defeated repeatedly.
She was so angry that she threw the fork on the table, and she cried even more fiercely when she lay beside on the table.
She was really pissed off. Why did she wake up at this time? Why did she go downstairs to look for food? She didn’t want to come to eat. She just wanted to find some bread or something to satisfy her hunger.
But, the dishes on this table looked so delicious. She just wanted to take a bite. Why was she bullied like this?
Casey was crying when her hand was held.
She froze, and suddenly raised her head to look over, and saw Aimee holding her hand.
Casey became even more angry. It was all because of this woman! If it wasn’t for her, how could she be punished?
“What are you doing! Don’t touch me!” Casey was very angry, trying to pull her hand back.
However, she didn’t know what power Aimee had, and it simply made it impossible for her to pull away.
This made Casey even angrier.
If she didn’t have the strength now, she would definitely jump on Aimee and beat her hard.
However, the stinging feeling in her hand made it impossible for her to even resent Aimee at this moment.
She was tightly suppressed by her and had no ability to resist at all.
Aimee pressed hard on Casey’s acupuncture points, and Casey screamed in pain.
Casey was cursing at Aimee in her heart, wishing she could kill her.
However, she was in too much pain now. Her face was pale from the pain, and covered with bean-
sized sweat.
Her mouth was open, but no sound was made.
She had only one thought now that she must have a good fight with Aimee.
She must let her know who was the best.
Finally, Aimee let go of Casey’s hand. Casey breathed heavily, and finally found her voice.
“Aimee Read! Are you going to kill me!?” Casey yelled at Aimee.
However, after roaring, she found two people were gazing at her sharply.
She didn’t need to look and knew that one was from her grandfather and the other was from Patrick.
Casey was even more angry. What kind of magical power did this woman Aimee have? Why did they protect her?
Aimee didn’t pay attention to Casey’s anger, just took a fork, picked up another chicken leg and put it in
Casey’s plate, saying, “Eat it, don’t you want to eat this?”
Casey felt even more humiliated.
Obviously, she could clearly see how she was fighting with the fork just now, but now she humiliated her like this.
Casey stared at Aimee and said, “Why are you so vicious? You know it clearly. I can’t hold it at all.”
Aimee said, “If you don’t try it, how will you know? The drumsticks I made are very tasty. If you don’t try it, you will be very sorry.”
Casey didn’t know which thing she should be shocked about.
What did this mean?
She just pressed her hand in such a random way. Could it be that she just cured her hand?
Also, what did she say?
She made the chicken legs?
Heh, she didn’t know that she made the dish just now, but now that she knew, did she think she will still eat it?
She will not!
Casey picked up the fork, put the chicken leg that Aimee gave her back on the plate, and said, “Who wants to eat what you made? Is that even eatable?!”
She didn’t notice at all that her hand had regained its strength.
Casey quickly glanced at the dining table. Although she noticed that there were nothing on this table that she would usually eat, this did not prevent her from finding what she wanted to eat.
She quickly picked up a shrimp, put it in her mouth, took a bite, and said, “I don’t want to eat what you cooked. What’s so delicious about chicken legs? I eat shrimp. Shrimp is delicious.”
Originally, Casey just wanted to embarrass Aimee and deliberately said that the shrimp was delicious.
Unexpectedly, after taking a bite, Casey was really surprised.
She was the only girl in the Hayden family and had been a beloved little princess since she was a child.
She had seen many good things in the world. How could she be amazed by a dish of shrimp?
However, at this moment, Casey’s eyes were bright. She was wishing she could swallow all the shrimps.
This shrimp dish was really delicious.
How can there be such delicious shrimp?
How could it be?
Casey took another one, thinking that many things in this world were like this. When people ate it for the first time, they will feel it delicious and amazing and think that it was the most delicious thing in the world.
However, when having it for the second time, people won’t have such a feeling.
This plate of shrimp, she thought, would do the same.
Unexpectedly, when Casey ate another one, her tears were about to fall.
“This is so good, isn’t it? How is it so good?!!” Casey looked at Camdyn and asked, “Grandpa, when did we get a new cook? Why didn’t we get the cook sooner? It makes so happy to have such a tasty dish.”
As Casey said it, she had gone to pick up the third shrimp.
Only then did she realize that everyone was looking at her with half-smiles.
Casey asked suspiciously, “Why don’t you eat? Are you not afraid that I will eat up such delicious food?”