Filed to story: Healing My Disabled Husband Novel
Her eyes fell on the crab in the porridge, and she asked, “Darling, what is this crab?”
She looked at it. Why didn’t it look like a fresh crab?
Aimee picked up a piece of crab, and put it in her mouth to taste it. Sure enough, the taste of this crab was not the taste of fresh one.
This was clearly…
“Darling, this is a salted crab.” Aimee said helplessly.
This kind of salty crab was marinated and it was actually eaten raw. If it was cooked, it will be so salty that people will suffocate.
Aimee didn’t even know where Patrick got the salty crab, and why he just put it in the pot.
Patrick was also surprised for a long time, and then went to the refrigerator to get the other two crabs,
“Then these two are?”
Aimee looked at the two fresh crabs and instantly understood that Patrick had confused them.
She finally couldn’t help it, and laughed out loud.
Why was him so cute?
Aimee approached Patrick and said, “Darling, you are so cute.”
She smiled and it could tell that she was really amused by Patrick.
Patrick was also a little dumbfounded.
He deliberately studied these two kinds of crabs. Who would have thought that he was still confused.
Now, a good pot of porridge was ruined by him just like that.
Originally, he wanted to prove to Aimee that he didn’t have any difficulty in cooking.
As a result, it was so unfavorable.
With Aimee’s words, he was really a terrible cook.
Aimee stood on toes and kissed Patrick’s mouth, and said, “Darling, I like you even more.”
Patrick was somewhat coaxed by her words, but the frustration of not being good at cooking kept him down.
Aimee took his hand and said, “Leave it to me. I’ll improve the porridge for you.”
Next, Aimee re-adjusted the seasoning to dilute the original salty taste.
She tasted her masterpiece with satisfaction, and had to say that if Patrick hadn’t mixed up the crab, the seasoning he had just now was actually just right.
After improving the porridge, Aimee and Patrick sat at the dining table and had breakfast.
Aimee was really hungry. Now that she was eating porridge, her stomach was finally full.
Her physical strength that was consumed by Patrick finally came back.
After eating two large bowls in a row, Aimee patted her belly contentedly.
Patrick looked at her satisfied appearance, and his heart was soft.
Why was his girl so cute?
The two had finished their breakfast when Patrick’s cell phone rang.
It was grandpa’s calling.
“Pat, you and Aimee didn’t come back last night?” Camdyn asked with concern on the other end of the phone.
“Grandpa, we’re at La Grande Maison.” Patrick replied.
Camdyn was still worried that after the two of them didn’t go home, something must have happened, but when he heard that they were at La Grande Maison, he stopped worrying about anything in an instant.
He smiled and asked, “Do you want to stay there for a while longer? Is there anything you need? I’ll have someone send it to you.”
La Grande Maison was the matrimonial home prepared for Patrick at that time. Although Patrick and
Aimee had been married for a long time, it was the first time for them to go there.
For Camdyn, he guessed why Patrick took Aimee there.
Thinking that he might soon have a great-grandchild, Camdyn was in a great mood, and even wished they would stay there until Aimee had a baby, and then go back.
Listening to Camdyn’s excited voice, Patrick felt helpless.
How much did this old man want to have a great-grandchild?
However, he really wanted to know what his and Aimee’s child would be like.
And he didn’t know if after last night, there was already a baby that had taken root in Aimee’s stomach.
Aimee noticed the change in Patrick’s eyes, looked at him suspiciously, and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Grandpa asked us to stay here longer,” Patrick said.
Aimee was at a loss for a while again, not understanding why grandpa would make such a request.
She said, “No, we have to go back to the house.”
La Grande Maison had nothing, and if there was something wrong with Patrick’s body, it was not convenient to deal with it here.
Patrick repeated Aimee’s words to Camdyn, “Grandpa, we’ll be back in a while.”
He heard Camdyn sigh when he heard him say that, looking very disappointed.
After Patrick hung up the phone, Aimee asked, “Grandpa, what happened to him? Why did I hear something wrong with his voice?”
“Maybe, we’re not welcome back,” Patrick said.
Aimee looked at Patrick strangely, but still couldn’t understand.
No, logically speaking, Camdyn wouldn’t unwelcome them.
Although he didn’t say anything, Aimee knew how clingy he was.
Now, it was strange for him not wanting them to go back and be with him.
Aimee stared at Patrick for a long time, and finally said, “Darling, are you slandering grandpa?”
Patrick held his forehead and stared at Aimee as if irritated.
In her eyes, was he so bad?
Patrick said, “Grandpa thinks that we can wait until there’s a newcomer before going back.”
Aimee instantly understood who this newcomer was referring to.
Her face turned red and she glared at Patrick. “Darling, what did you say to grandpa?” she asked.
Patrick was wronged and immediately said, “I answered the phone in front of you. And you heard what
I said. Aimee, you can’t treat me like this.”
Aimee thought so too. Just now, Patrick really didn’t say anything strange.
But here was where it got weird.
Even though the conversation was normal, how could he make Camdyn think about that?
Wasn’t that weird?
Aimee still felt that it was Patrick who said something weird.
However, she did have no proof.
It was just that she really didn’t know how to face grandpa when she went back later.
Seeing Aimee’s embarrassed look, Patrick couldn’t help laughing again.
He pulled Aimee into his arms and said, “How about we don’t go back, and we will when there’s really a newcomer?”
Aimee heard what he said and felt that if she really did this, it would really be a big problem.
She immediately said, “Let’s go back, go back now!”
After speaking, Aimee was about to back to the room to change clothes.
However, she was dumbfounded that her clothes had already been torn to pieces by Patrick last night.
Seeing the mess all over the floor, Aimee really wanted to cry.
Did this man listen to her words?
She clearly forbade him to use force.
As a result, it looked like this now.
Patrick followed Aimee in. Seeing her looking at the clothes on the ground annoyed, he said, “Don’t feel bad. I will buy you new ones.”
“Who cares about clothes?” Aimee turned around, glared at Patrick, and said, “Do you know that your body is still very fragile now? It’s not good for your body if you act like this.”
Patrick had seen through Aimee, and that was what she was trying to do to him.
If he was really fragile, how could Aimee indulge him last night?
Patrick said, “I thought, last night, you already knew very clearly whether I’m fragile or not.”