Filed to story: Healing My Disabled Husband Novel
Casey confidently began to prepare the stir-fry, but, without those instructions, she completely forgot to wipe the water off the pan and pour the oil. And the oil splashed all over the place.
Casey shrieked and backed away, far away.
Kelvin heard the noise coming in, and heard the crackling of the pan.
He went over to cover the pan with a lid, turned off the fire, and pulled Casey over to check for her.
Casey calmed down, looked at Kelvin, and said, “It’s a good thing I jumped fast, or I would have gotten splashed.”
When Kelvin heard her, he felt even more helpless.
This girl still looked happy.
He checked Casey carefully and was relieved to know that the oil had only spilled on her apron.
“You’re scaring me,” Kelvin said
Casey pouted. “No,” she said. “I’m too cute to scare you.”
Kelvin saw that she was still able to tease him, so he knew she was okay.
“From now on,” he said, “You’re not allowed in the kitchen.”
When Casey heard this, she immediately became unhappy.
She looked at Kelvin unhappily with her mouth flat. “Kelvin,” she said, “You can’t be so bossy. There’s nothing wrong with me. How can you not let me in the kitchen?”
She just had a little interest in the field of kitchen, and was discouraged by Kelvin, which really made her unhappy.
Casey stared at Kelvin with a pouty face.
Kelvin pinched Casey’s face and said, “But I’m worried about you, honey. I can’t bear to see you hurt.”
Casey snorted, still feeling a little unhappy, but hearing that Kelvin cared so much about her, she became less unhappy.
Leaning into Kelvin’s arms, Casey said, “I promise you I’ll only go into the kitchen when you’re around, okay?”
The girl’s voice was soft and delicate, like a spoiled child, and it was like scratching Kelvin’s heart.
In the face of Casey, he was afraid that if she wanted his life, he would not hesitate to give her directly.
Kelvin nodded and said, “Okay, let’s do that.”
Casey saw that Kelvin had agreed, and in an instant she was pushing her luck again.
She smiled as she approached Kelvin and said, “If I learn how to cook, will I be able to cook in the kitchen by myself?”
Kelvin was speechless.
Her cleverness was all applied to him.
After Kelvin decided to propose to her, he began to plan carefully.
Now that Camdyn didn’t know that Casey had a boyfriend, Kelvin thought it was worth letting Camdyn know.
Otherwise, he could guarantee that he would be chased out by Camdyn if he went to his house to tell him what he wanted, not to mention that the marriage proposal would not succeed.
Just thinking about it gave Kelvin a headache.
Casey, on the other hand, was so happy that after Kelvin made up his mind and that she could marry
Kelvin.
Kelvin was in a good mood to see Casey so happy.
But he was still a little anxious, and for the first time in his life, he felt a little flustered.
Luckily, Aimee was there to give him a lot of advice.
It was not so much advice as asking him to be well-prepared. After all, Casey was the only little princess in the Hayden family. It was inexcusable that he wanted to marry her without being questioned.
Following Aimee’s advice, Kelvin prepared gifts to visit the Hayden family, giving each person what they wanted.
Casey sat cross-legged on the couch, eating fruit that Kelvin had prepared for her, and feeling helpless.
“You really don’t have to be so nervous. Grandpa loves me the most. He can’t bear to see me sad. As long as I’m determined, he won’t give you a hard time,” Casey said.
Kelvin walked over, sat down next to Casey, put his arm around Casey’s shoulder, and said, “If I do marry you, do you think your grandfather and brothers would beat me up?”
Casey cocked her head, thought about it, and then, seriously, said, “No, my brothers are very gentle, not violent at all.”
Kelvin picked up a small fork, stuck a strawberry into Casey’s mouth and said, “But I’m a bad guy who stole their little princess.”
Casey wheezed, climbed over Kelvin, put her hands around his neck, and said, “But I love you, the bad guy.”
Kelvin held Casey close to his chest.
He rested his chin on Casey’s shoulder and said, “I guess I really have fallen on you my whole life.”
Casey was even more delighted. She hugged Kelvin tightly with her hands, her voice full of tenderness.
“Then I’ll take you.”
*
April’s body was improving, and her relationship with Walter was going very well these days.
Of course, it was all thanks to Walter’s straightness, which she liked even though she blushed from time to time.
Aimee had been coming to check on April almost every day these days, and each day brought her a piece of good news.
She had been able to get out of bed and go out into the yard to bask in the sun.
April can’t wait to share the news with Tilly, and with Aimee’s permission, Tilly can finally come and see
April.
When Tilly got April’s call, she jumped off the couch and threw herself bare-footed at Ben.
Startled by Tilly, Ben raised his long arm and carried her up. “Why aren’t you wearing shoes?” He said helplessly
“It’s not cold,” Tilly said, blinking.
Ben took her by the legs, carried her to the table, put his hands on her sides, and asked, “Why are you so excited?”
“I can go to see April. Ben, take me to April.” Tilly shook her calves, anticipated.
Ben looked at Tilly who was so excited. How could he say no?
He patted Tilly on the head and said, “Well, go and get changed. I’ll take you there.”
Tilly was even happier, and went up to Ben and kissed him on the lips.
“Ben, you’re so sweet,” Tilly said.
As she spoke, she jumped off the table and, regardless of the fact that she had no shoes on her feet, began to run toward the cloakroom.
Changing into a more mobile outfit, Tilly jumped in front of Ben again, staring at him and waiting for him to take her to April.
Ben had no choice but to take the key and go out with Tilly.
It wasn’t until he got to Solomert Villa that Ben realized that Patrick and Walter were there too.
He took Tilly by the hand and rang the doorbell. Not long after, someone answered. It was Patrick.
Ben asked suspiciously, “Patrick, what are you doing here?”
Patrick replied, “Aimee is here.”
His eyes swept over Tilly, and without saying anything, he turned sideways to let them in.
Tilly couldn’t wait any longer and asked, “Where’s April?”
“Upstairs,” Patrick replied.
Tilly looked at Ben and said, “You guys go ahead and talk. I’m going up.”
With that, Tilly ran up the stairs.
Ben couldn’t help but curl his lips and follow Patrick into the living room.
Patrick said, “You’ve decided.”
“Yeah.” Ben had nothing to hide from Patrick.
Patrick, of course, didn’t make indiscreet remarks on Ben whom to hang out with.
He just thought of Tilly’s father and said, “Let me know if her father gives you any trouble.”
Ben smiled and said, “Don’t worry, Patrick. I’m not a pushover. If he wants to put on airs with me, it’s up to me whether I recognize him or not.”
What he said was very conceited.
If he recognized, he would be his future father-in-law.
If he didn’t, he would be nothing.
Patrick smiled and said, “You’re a tough guy.”
“Patrick, you think that because you don’t have this problem. If I’m not tough, I won’t say if I’ll be embarrassed by him in the future. And I won’t even guarantee if I can marry Tilly. Tell me, do I have to consider his dignity?” Ben said.
Patrick chuckled, and on second thought, that was exactly the case.
Upstairs.
