Filed to story: Healing My Disabled Husband Novel
Patrick heard Aimee’s boastful words, and thought she was really cute.
He chuckled and said, “But, why do I feel that I am the chosen one?”
Aimee squinted her beautiful eyes and looked at Patrick. Was this man actually competing with her?
Patrick looked at her unconvinced eyes and was amused again.
He said, “If I amn’t the chosen one, how could I have such an amazing wife?”
Aimee was instantly amused by Patrick.
She pinched Patrick’s waist and said, “Don’t be garrulous.”
Patrick held Aimee into his arms, stroking her back.
“Aimee, I really feel lucky to have you by my side, ” he said.
Aimee was a little moved by what Patrick said.
In fact, neither of the two of them would have thought that they would have today’s result.
If it weren’t for Patrick, Aimee thought that she might never get involved in marriage at all, and it was even more impossible to love a man so much.
Aimee’s face rubbed against Patrick’s chest and she said, “Pat, I really love you.”
Although it was not the first time for Patrick to hear Aimee confessing her love to him, his heart still throbbed.
He always thought that these were the most beautiful words.
He bowed his head and kissed Aimee’s hair, saying, “I love you too.”
Aimee hugged Patrick even harder, clutching his clothes with hands, full of love.
He loved her so much, which was a very happy thing for Aimee.
Of course, she also knew that she was the same to Patrick.
Because Patrick was by her side, Aimee felt that the rage that she was provoked by that guy today was appeased at this moment.
Aimee raised her face and said, “Let me take you to see something truly amazing.”
Patrick was amused by Aimee’s expression.
He nodded and said, “Okay.”
Aimee held Patrick’s hand, and walked towards a wall with a huge candy relief. Patrick was slightly surprised, but quickly understood that this was the core of this place.
Aimee manipulated something on the wall, and soon, the wall moved to the sides. And there was a door inside, revealing a passage.
Patrick followed Aimee into it, and it was different from what he had imagined. It was completely white inside, without any loud noises, but it was eerily silent.
This was different from his dark room, where he used the oldest method, and the whole atmosphere seemed so gloomy, but Aimee’s here was bright and transparent.
However, Patrick soon understood why Aimee designed it this way.
The mental oppression brought by such extreme whiteness was completely unimaginable.
Patrick couldn’t help but smile that Aimee used the method of psychological attack.
Aimee heard Patrick’s low laugh, looked up at him, and asked, “What’s wrong? Are you scared?”
“In your heart, is my bearing capacity that poor?” Patrick raised his eyebrows and looked at Aimee.
Aimee tilted her head, looking cute. “I don’t know. I haven’t tried it after all.”
Hearing Aimee’s words, Patrick narrowed his eyes.
She actually wanted to try it on him.
This idea was really dangerous.
Patrick said, “If you want to try it, I can cooperate with you.”
“Really?” Aimee’s eyes lit up.
In fact, when designing here, Aimee really wanted to find a strongest person to try, and her goal was indeed once Patrick .
However, at that time, she and Patrick were fighting in the dark, but there was no way to really catch him.
Now, Patrick was here, but Aimee couldn’t bear it at all.
Aimee squeezed Patrick’s hand and said regretfully, “I wish I had heard you say that earlier, so I will let you feel it without hesitation.”
Now, she valued Patrick so much. How can she be willing to let him suffer the slightest harm?
Aimee pouted her mouth and said, “No way. I don’t want to.”
Patrick laughed lowly, touched Aimee’s face, and said, “Aimee, you’re so cute.”
Aimee wrinkled her nose and said, “However, you’re on my territory now, so don’t talk nonsense.
Otherwise, I might change my mind at any time.”
Patrick was amused by here again.
Unable to hold back for a moment, Patrick raised Aimee’s chin, bowed his head and kissed her lips.
Aimee blinked her eyes, but enjoyed the kiss very much.
But soon, Aimee said something out of accord with the time, “Kissing in this environment, isn’t it scary?”
She felt quite scary, though it was created by herself.
Patrick said, “It’s a quite different experience.”
Aimee was stunned and speechless for a while.
She bit her lip, and finally said, “Pervert.”
After speaking, Aimee continued to walk forward. She finally found out that it was simply impossible to scare Patrick.
This made Aimee more or less frustrated.
It was especially unfulfilling.
Soon, they arrived at a room. Unlike the corridor they had passed through before, this room looked much brighter and sunny.
If it weren’t for the monitors everywhere in this room, Patrick would feel that this was a warm place.
However, when his eyes fell on those surveillance screens, this idea was completely dispelled.
There were so many screens on the entire wall and those cameras monitored every room in all angles.
However, among these rooms, only one was actually occupied.
Patrick’s eyes fell on the screen and asked, “Who is he?”
Aimee also looked over and said, “The enemy.”
They were only two words, but Patrick was terrified when he heard them.
It was the first time he heard such a tone.
One can imagine how much she hated this man.
Aimee looked away in disgust, not wanting to talk to Patrick any more.
Patrick didn’t ask again. He could feel that Aimee’s mood became very bad because of this person.
He took Aimee’s hand and said, “Leave him alone.”
Aimee bent her lips, changed the subject, and asked, “Darling, when will you send that man here?”
Patrick glanced down at the watch on his wrist, and replied, “Ten minutes later.”
Aimee nodded, and pulled Patrick to sit down on a chair, looking extraordinarily leisurely.
Ten minutes later, Patrick’s cell phone rang. It was a call from Trace, who asked suspiciously, “Mr.
Hayden, we can’t find the entrance here.”
Patrick was about to speak when Aimee took the phone over.
He heard Aimee telling a way out to Trace, which was obviously not the way they had taken before.
Patrick’s eyes darkened slightly, and he instantly understood that just now Aimee deliberately took him on such a difficult road.
Patrick smiled. How could this girl be so cute.
Soon, Trace came in as Aimee said.
He led his people and dragged a man in.
The man looked like he was dying, and he didn’t seem to be afraid of what was about to happen at all.
It was this appearance that made Aimee feel even more angry.
Obviously, to this man, poisoning April was a matter of indifference. To him, a human life was not worth caring about at all.
Aimee narrowed her eyes, and had someone take him directly to an interrogation room.
Trace came over, and after learning that this was Aimee’s territory, he didn’t dare to act rashly.
He even became so cautious about breathing, for fear that if he was not careful, Aimee would be unhappy, and thus she would do something irreversible.
