Filed to story: Healing My Disabled Husband Novel
Patrick looked at the door of Miles’s room, speechless. How old was this guy? Did he even know that he was the older brother?
Patrick felt that he couldn’t bear it very much.
Back in the room, Patrick was still speechless.
Miles was happy before it was confirmed that Matilda would like him.
However, when Patrick saw his wife’s peaceful sleeping face, he immediately stopped thinking about it.
In the end, Miles can only be blindly happy by himself, while his wife, on the other hand, was already pregnant with his child, which completely surpassed both of Miles’ life events.
He can’t catch up.
Trying to display their affection? Oh no, it didn’t exist. It was not possible. It was not allowed.
Patrick reached over and pulled Aimee into his arms. Lowering his head, he kissed her on the cheek, and kissed her again and again.
He couldn’t get enough kisses.
Finally he got closer to Aimee’s mouth and kissed her gently.
Aimee was fast asleep, but the constant touch on her face and mouth made it hard for her to breathe.
She grunted in discontent and finally opened her eyes in discomfort.
As soon as she opened her eyes, Aimee met Patrick’s gentle eyes.
Patrick’s voice was raspy, “Did I wake you?”
His voice was too soft and he admitted his fault before Aimee could say anything, “I’m sorry baby. It was my fault.
Aimee’s accusing voice could only be swallowed in her throat.
In Aimee’s still sober eyes, there was confusion, with a hint of grievance.
She looked at Patrick for a moment before she said, “You’re so annoying.
Patrick couldn’t stand to hear her sulky voice and his whole heart fluttered.
He immediately kissed her and sucked hard on Aimee’s lips.
Aimee let out a startled scream, but that gave Patrick the opportunity to take advantage of her.
The temperature in the room rose sharply.
Patrick’s hands began to move on her body.
Aimee protested at first, but was soon aroused beyond resistance.
However, just when she thought Patrick would continue, Patrick used a great deal of strength and rolled off her.
Aimee opened her watery eyes and innocently looked at Patrick, saying, “What’s wrong?”
Patrick said, “You’re pregnant.”
Aimee took his hand and said, “It’s okay.”
The danger period was over and now it was okay, as long as it wasn’t too much.
As a doctor, she understood this kind of thing best and had only kept it to herself before because it touched her every time she saw Patrick restrain himself.
Today was also the first time since she became pregnant that Patrick had not been so in control.
Aimee said, “It’s okay.”
Patrick was actually quite stimulated by Aimee’s words.
He also really wanted to just move on.
But after a long struggle, Patrick gave up.
He said, “Don’t feel sorry for me. I can take it.
It was only one year. He could take it.
He would never allow anything to happen to Aimee’s body, especially if it came from him.
Aimee heard it, but sniffed despondently and aggressively, and her voice was tinged with tears as she said, “Is it because I’m not attractive anymore? Is it because I’m no longer attractive to you? Why do you refuse to do this when I’ve told you it’s okay? But did you ever think that I need it too?”
In an instant, Patrick’s nerves completely collapsed.
Yes, he had forgotten that both of them needed this in the first place.
He was so focused on not hurting Aimee that he forgot that he wasn’t the only one who suffered when this need was triggered.
Patrick’s will crumbled and he leaned back and kissed Aimee hard on the lips.
He said, “Soon you’ll know if you’re attractive or not.
Aimee never regretted it like this.
How could she forget how strong Patrick was in sex ability.
She actually let him bully her.
If she could go back in time, Aimee would never have acted in that play to be bullied by Patrick.
This man who had been repressed for too long, no matter how restrained he was, will only restrain his strength and will not hurt her or the baby, let alone use any strange postures.
The result, however, was that the time was too long.
In the end, she used tricks, but she could only rest when Patrick was satisfied.
Aimee couldn’t stop crying. She was already much more delicate since she was pregnant, but now she was even more pitiful.
But Patrick was in a good mood, and he kept coaxing her.
If Aimee had any strength left, she’d kick Patrick out of bed.
After such an indulgence, it led directly to Aimee sleeping into the afternoon the next day.
She slept so well that, except Patrick, the Haydens were all worried if something had happened to
Aimee.
This meant that Patrick knew what was going on, so he could only avoid the subject.
It was not until the afternoon that Aimee regained her strength, and then she was about to starve to death.
When she came down the stairs, Aimee’s legs were still shaking a little.
However, it couldn’t change her mood that she was about to eat.
Aimee went straight to the dinning room. Fortunately, Patrick had already prepared the food, and
Aimee could eat it whenever she woke up.
After Aimee ate a chicken leg and half a plate of shrimp, she finally felt comfortable in her stomach.
Only then did she eat slowly, not knowing if it was breakfast, lunch, or dinner.
Camdyn came back from outside and saw Aimee sitting at the dining table eating.
He went over and asked worriedly, “Aimee, what’s wrong? If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me.
Patrick, the bastard, didn’t know how to take care of his wife, and it broke his heart.
Aimee immediately said, “Grandpa, I’m fine. I’m healthy, and the baby is healthy. It’s just that I was too tired a few days ago, so I slept a little more.”
If Patrick were in the dinning room now, he would definitely see Aimee rolling her eyes.
It was all his fault that she was like this.
Camdyn said, “Aimee, don’t hide it from me. Even though I am old, I can’t handle things.”
Aimee found it funny and immediately said, “Grandpa, I’m really fine. You see. I ate so much. You know
I’m fine.”
Only then did Camdyn breathe a sigh of relief. There were seven or eight plates on the table, and they were almost empty.
Seeing that Camdyn was silent, Aimee said again, “Besides, Grandpa, I am a doctor. No one knows my body better than I do, so you can rest assured.”
Camdyn nodded and said, “Well then, Aimee, I believes in you.”
Aimee smiled and said, “Grandpa, it’s really all right. You can really rest assured.”
Camdyn said nothing more.
When Aimee finally ate and drank enough, her physical strength was much restored.
Patrick returned from outside, and when he saw that she had eaten so much, he dragged her out for a walk without saying a word.
The data he got from Mariam was very detailed that during the course of pregnancy, pregnant women can easily eat more food than they needed.
This was not good for the pregnant woman or the fetus.
If a pregnant woman was in a bad mood because she can’t eat what she wanted to eat, she can allow herself to eat too much from time to time. However, the premise was that after she ate, he had to take her out for exercise, and there was no need to do a lot of exercise. Just go for a walk.
Patrick originally prepared these foods, thinking that Aimee could eat whatever she wanted and whenever she wanted.
But she wasn’t supposed to eat it all at once.
So Patrick could only take Aimee out and take her for a walk.
