Filed to story: Healing My Disabled Husband Novel
Squeezing her face gently, Patrick said, “It doesn’t matter if I’m a chef or not. I just hope you like it.”
Aimee nodded without hesitation, “I like it very much, very much.”
Judging by the results of Patrick’s cooking these few times, Aimee had to admit that she really liked it.
Even though Patrick followed James’ guidance and completed it step by step, and there were obvious traces of James’ instructions in the results, however, Aimee just can taste the difference.
To put it overly romantic, everything they did was full of love.
This may be what set Patrick apart from others.
What he cooked for her was accompanied by his strong and affectionate love for her.
Aimee was not exaggerating when she said Patrick didn’t need to be a great cook. As long as he can maintain the status quo, she can eat like this for a lifetime and never get tired of it.
Similarly, Aimee was confident that Patrick will feel the same way about the food she cooked.
After eating, Aimee’s drowsiness swept over her again, and she refused to listen to Patrick wanting to let her digest before going to sleep, so she pestered Patrick and went back to bed, wanting to fall asleep.
Patrick was helpless, wondering for a moment whether he had raised wayward daughter.
However, Aimee, who was like this, made Patrick love her even more.
That made him want to love her even harder.
In the past, Aimee was too restrained and calm, and probably never knew what self-will was.
It was in front of him at this moment that Aimee would have such a coquettish and unreasonable side.
This made Patrick feel that Aimee trusted him unconditionally, and gave him her whole heart unreservedly and completely.
This also made Patrick want to cherish and love Aimee more.
Even, there were many moments when Patrick would not know how to love Aimee more so as to make her feel more happy.
Aimee nestled in Patrick’s arms. Even though she was clamoring to go to sleep just now and she was really lying on the bed, she couldn’t fall asleep.
Aimee held Patrick’s hand, pinching his fingers to play with and never getting tired of it.
In fact, she just wanted to sleep just now, but she just ate, her blood sugar rose, and the lack of blood in her brain turned into drowsiness, sweeping her whole body.
After a lot of tossing, Aimee’s sleepiness faded away, and she was sober.
Aimee couldn’t sleep, so she didn’t want Patrick to sleep either.
She rolled over and climbed on top of Patrick, putting her hands next to his ears.
This action caused Patrick’s eyes to dim and his body temperature to soar instantly.
His hands clasped Aimee’s waist, rubbing gently with his fingertips.
After returning to the room just now, Aimee took off the coat. At the moment, she was only wearing a thin silk pajamas, which was a style chosen by Patrick himself. It was comfortable and sexy.
The fabric was light and thin, as if touching the skin.
Aimee was a little itchy from being rubbed by Patrick, and laughed uncontrollably.
She wanted to avoid Patrick’s touch, but was firmly held by Patrick’s waist, unable to move.
Aimee said tremblingly, “Don’t do that. I’m saying this for your own good.”
Now she had a “talisman” by her side, so she can tease Patrick as much as she wanted and can act like a scumbag without being responsible for him.
Anyway, if Patrick tantalized her, the consequence would only be that he felt uncomfortable.
When the time came, she won’t be the one to take a cold shower.
Nor would she be the one who might risk catching a cold in the cold shower.
Thinking of this, instead of struggling, Aimee moved towards Patrick viciously, like a bewitching fox, and glared at Patrick with seduction in her voice.
Aimee said, “Actually, if you really can’t help it and really want it, it’s not impossible.”
The reason why she dared to say this was that Aimee was actually certain that, given how much
Patrick cherished her, he won’t do anything for real within three months, even after childbirth.
Aimee felt sorry for Patrick. For a normal man, but also a man who was very capable, it would really be a kind of torture to endure such a long period of time.
Patrick pinched Aimee’s waist, and after hearing her words, he was so angry that he directly twisted
Aimee’s waist forcefully.
His strength was not light, and Aimee let out a heavy cry. It really hurt.
This time, tears came out of Aimee’s eyes which were wet, making her a little more charming than when she was deliberately seducing him just now.
Patrick simply wanted to be a beast right now.
Why was she so seductive?
The two of them really didn’t understand who was bullying whom.
Aimee’s eyes were wet. She was looking at Patrick like this without doing anything more, which almost made Patrick fall into her hands.
Patrick supported Aimee, and turned over quickly, steadily and accurately, switching his and Aimee’s positions.
Aimee blinked, and asked whiningly, “Are you planning to ‘bully’ me?”
Patrick didn’t answer Aimee’s question, but bent down and sucked Aimee’s lips.
Aimee turned her face away arrogantly, deliberately forcing Patrick to follow her movements.
Patrick was a little overwhelmed by her mischievous appearance and secretly gritted his teeth. Relying on the fact that he couldn’t really do anything to her, she was so confident and fearless.
Finally, Patrick was defeated and went to the bathroom in surrender.
Aimee giggled and was fascinated by Patrick like this.
Holding the cup tightly, Aimee originally thought about waiting for Patrick to come out with cold water before continuing to tease him.
However, her drowsiness surged up, and she fell asleep after a while.
Patrick had been flushed with cold water for a long time this time, and when he came out of the bathroom, he saw Aimee who had succeeded in a prank and was already sleeping soundly.
Patrick smiled, resisted the urge to go over and kiss his baby, and quietly walked out of the room.
He was really afraid that the lust that he had finally suppressed would appear again.
In addition, he was cold all over, and he was afraid of freezing Aimee.
Patrick came down from the stairs, and by chance, he saw Walter coming with a bottle of wine.
Walter’s eyes fell on his mouth, and he chuckled lightly, and said, “Patrick, aren’t you outrageous? You did that when Aimee is pregnant?”
Patrick didn’t know what to say.
If Walter didn’t mention it, he would have forgotten that his mouth was bitten by Aimee.
After licking it lightly, Patrick said, “Are you envious? It’s a pity, Walter. If you want to feel this way, you have to wait at least three months.”
Walter was fairly speechless.
Why didn’t he beat him a few more times when he was a child?
Patrick really dared to say anything.
However, he was powerless to refute.
Patrick was right. He wanted to have such an experience, and the object was April, which meant that he cannot have such a life for three months.
After three months, if he wanted, the premise was that he had won April’s heart during the time.
If it was not April …
Just thinking about it made Walter loathe himself.
He simply couldn’t imagine this happening, let alone allow it to happen.
Walter gave Patrick a sideways glance, gritted his teeth and said, “You succeeded, villain.”
After eating, Aimee’s drowsiness swept over her again, and she refused to listen to Patrick wanting to let her digest before going to sleep, so she pestered Patrick and went back to bed, wanting to fall asleep.
Patrick was helpless, wondering for a moment whether he had raised wayward daughter.
However, Aimee, who was like this, made Patrick love her even more.
That made him want to love her even harder.
In the past, Aimee was too restrained and calm, and probably never knew what self-will was.
It was in front of him at this moment that Aimee would have such a coquettish and unreasonable side.
This made Patrick feel that Aimee trusted him unconditionally, and gave him her whole heart unreservedly and completely.
This also made Patrick want to cherish and love Aimee more.
Even, there were many moments when Patrick would not know how to love Aimee more so as to make her feel more happy.
Aimee nestled in Patrick’s arms. Even though she was clamoring to go to sleep just now and she was really lying on the bed, she couldn’t fall asleep.
Aimee held Patrick’s hand, pinching his fingers to play with and never getting tired of it.
In fact, she just wanted to sleep just now, but she just ate, her blood sugar rose, and the lack of blood in her brain turned into drowsiness, sweeping her whole body.
