Filed to story: Healing My Disabled Husband Novel
Patrick hugged Aimee up, and said pitifully, “Go to sleep. I will take you home.”
Aimee grunted and fell asleep on Patrick’s shoulder for a moment.
She was really exhausted.
In the past, this kind of operation was just a piece of cake, but now, it was like running eight full marathons in a row, which was extremely exhausted.
At this moment, only Patrick’s arms can give Aimee enough sense of security, so that she didn’t care about anything, but sleep soundly.
Patrick didn’t take his car directly, but asked Ben to drive the car, and got into the back seat with Aimee in his arms.
They quickly returned to Hayden’s Mansion. Patrick carried Aimee back to the room, looked at her who had fallen asleep, bent down distressedly, and kissed her forehead.
“Good night, my baby,” Patrick said softly.
He didn’t know if she heard it, but she grunted, as if in response.
Patrick smiled, held Aimee’s cheek and kissed her again, before turning and walking into the bathroom.
In the current situation, there was no way to take a shower for Aimee.
Patrick could only wash a towel and come over to wipe Aimee’s body.
Fortunately, Aimee was really exhausted, and she didn’t wake up even after being wiped by him.
Patrick wiped Aimee clean from head to toe, and put on a set of comfortable pajamas for her, then lifted the quilt and went to bed, sleeping next to Aimee.
Aimee seemed to smell Patrick’s breath, unconsciously burrowed into his arms, found a comfortable position, and slept more soundly.
The next day, when Aimee woke up in a daze, it was dark.
However, in her and Patrick’s room, the curtains can not 100% block all the lights.
They made the curtains to let in the lights, so that when the warm sunlight shone in in the morning and fell on the quilt, it can wake them up in their sleep and make the whole day full of happiness.
At the same time, it will also make the whole day full of energy.
That was to say, the two of them won’t dawdle in the bed. Otherwise, if they were woken up like this, they will probably get up very angry.
Under such curtains, the room was completely black, which only meant that it was dark outside.
Aimee knew very well that she probably slept until it was dark again after the surgery.
Aimee didn’t look at what time it was. She hugged the quilt and wanted to lie still for a while, but her stomach growled.
The baby in the belly seemed to be protesting and complaining that she hadn’t fed it all day.
Aimee had no choice but to turn over and sit up.
Just at this moment, the door opened.
Patrick walked in.
Then the light came in from the corridor. Patrick saw her sitting on the bed.
The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and he strode to the bed, leaned down, and approached Aimee’s face.
Aimee just woke up, and couldn’t see clearly enough.
She looked at Patrick in a daze, and the first thing she said was, “Darling, I’m hungry.”
Patrick smiled, took Aimee’s chin, and said softly, “I cooked porridge. Do you want to eat it in the room, or go to the dinning room?”
Aimee swallowed uncontrollably, and became even more hungry.
Without thinking about it, she said directly, “Go to the dining room.”
She can’t wait to eat it now and right away and she can’t wait for Patrick to go to the dining room and bring her the porridge.
Patrick laughed sweetly, took Aimee out of the quilt, wrapped her in a long home dress, and said, “I’ll carry you over.”
Aimee unceremoniously hooked Patrick’s neck, feeling happy, “That’s exactly what I want.”
All the way from the room to the dining room, as the lights got stronger, Aimee gradually became clear a lot.
She unconsciously recalled what happened from yesterday to now.
When Patrick put Aimee on the dining chair, Aimee did not let go of Patrick’s neck, but asked with probing eyes, “Did you kiss me yesterday?”
Patrick didn’t even think too much about it but replied directly, “I kiss you everyday.”
Aimee was speechless.
Frowning, Aimee said, “I mean, after I came out of the operating room yesterday, did you kiss me?”
Patrick still didn’t think there was anything wrong, but was even very righteous, “I kissed my wife.
What’s wrong?”
“But,” Aimee’s expression turned serious, and she said to Patrick very seriously, “I left the operating room without taking a shower or changing clothes, and my body smelled of blood.”
During yesterday’s operation, there were some accidents. After April’s chest was cut open, a column of blood rushed out, splashing everywhere, and Aimee suffered the most.
She couldn’t help but dislike herself, but Patrick actually faced her like this, kissing her without any burden.
Aimee didn’t know whether she should feel sweet or speechless.
Patrick touched Aimee’s head and said, “But you’re my most precious person. After working so hard, shouldn’t I get a kiss from you as a reward?”
Aimee was instantly amused by Patrick.
Her brows and eyes were all bent. Happiness appeared in her face.
However, no matter how happy and sweet she felt, at this moment, she was defeated by her being hungry.
Aimee looked at Patrick, and said coquettishly, “Although I think what you said is very reasonable, and I also want to give you a reward kiss, now I am really hungry and have no energy to kiss you.”
Patrick was a little dumbfounded by Aimee’s words.
He raised his eyebrows lightly, then pinched Aimee’s chin and said, “It doesn’t matter. As long as you have this idea, no matter what, I will help you achieve it.”
After saying that, Patrick had already kissed Aimee’s lips.
His lips pressed against Aimee’s lips and he whispered, “I’m also very satisfied with such a reward.”
Aimee was a little depressed. If Patrick didn’t bring her food, she would starve to death.
Who would have thought that this man would actually distort her meaning and even take the opportunity to kiss her.
Aimee got a little emotional, opened her mouth, and bit Patrick’s lip.
She had a lot of strength, and this time, she exerted even more force, and directly bit Patrick’s mouth.
In an instant, fresh blood gushed out, and even her teeth were stained with the smell of blood.
Patrick didn’t expect that Aimee did this to him.
He licked the wound on his lip, and for a while, he couldn’t react.
When did his baby become so violent?
Or, how much she hated him to do such a cruel thing to him.
However, Patrick didn’t even have time to start his accusation, but Aimee blinked innocently and said, “I didn’t mean it. I an too hungry, and you are so delicious.”
In an instant, Patrick seemed to be dumb and didn’t want o accuse her at all.
At this moment, even if Aimee wanted his life, he might obediently put his neck between her teeth.
Patrick now even felt that he seemed to be able to understand the meaning of a sentence, that was, “a wicked person will be harassed by another of like ilk”.
He and Aimee, at this moment, seemed to be two wicked people, and wanted to see who could be more wicked than the other.
However, Patrick didn’t really continue joking with Aimee. After all, he felt sorry for her, rubbed Aimee’s head, then turned and walked into the kitchen.
He cooked the millet shredded chicken porridge, which he had been cooking in the kitchen with James since the evening.
The longer the porridge was cooked, the more delicious it will be.
Patrick thoroughly implemented this point, just to cook the most delicious casserole porridge for Aimee.
From the evening until just now, for five hours, he was staring at the porridge without blinking.
However, what made Patrick the happiest was that he finished cooking the porridge and Aimee just woke up.
There always seemed to be such a tacit understanding between them. Without saying anything in advance, they can always easily synchronize with each other when there was no agreement at all.
Aimee smelled the aroma of porridge, and even became a little anxious.
She looked like the kind of child who was starving at the moment, and wanted to stuff food into her mouth in a hurry.
Fortunately, Patrick had figured this out. He took it and let the porridge cool until it reached a temperature just enough to eat.
In this way, the taste was the best and the temperature was just right.
Aimee ate a whole bowl of porridge non-stop to suppress the hunger.
She could finally free her mouth to praise Patrick.
Although Aimee was very clear that the pot of millet chicken porridge cooked by Patrick still needed
James’ help, she had to say sincerely, “Darling, I think if you continue to develop your cooking skills, you may soon become a master chef.”
Patrick laughed at her exaggeration.
