Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 1037 Not to Play with You Anymore in the Future

The result that after Patrick got satisfied was that Aimee wondered if she would never be able to hold a scalpel again.

Of course, this was not the most terrible thing. For Aimee, the most terrible thing was that Patrick kept his hand on Aimee's stomach, and muttered in his mouth, "It's a sister, please." Aimee was so annoyed by him that she really wanted to lift her foot and kick him down.

However, it was also the first time Aimee had seen Patrick like this. Despite having some quirks, he was still quite adorable.

Aimee said, "If he already exists now and is a younger brother, he would definitely cry to hear you say that."

Patrick can't help but think of Ridge's face whenever he thought of boys.

When thinking of Ridge, he imagined the two of them staring at each other and being aloof towards each other.

Patrick said, "So, I hope he can pull himself together."

Aimee was at a loss for words and pulled Patrick's hand away, saying, "It's still uncertain. Don't act like I've already pregnant."

Patrick raised an eyebrow upon hearing this and looked at Aimee. "Aimee, why do I feel like you're doubting my abilities?" he asked. Aimee was speechless.

Oh no, the current Patrick was like someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he was not at all calm.

Aimee immediately softened her voice, ready to soothe Patrick.

However, it was too late now.

Patrick had already begun to prove his abilities.

Aimee was speechless and choked up. She now realized that she had brought trouble upon herself by being so outspoken. If she traced back to the root of the problem, she truly regretted bringing up the topic of having more children.

After three days of "partying" at La Grande Maison, Aimee felt like her arms were not arms and her legs were not legs.

She really wanted to return to the hospital directly after her leave, but if she went on the operating now, it won't be about curing and saving people anymore.

Therefore, Aimee decisively chose to rest at home for two more days.

Patrick wanted to continue having children with Aimee, but she refused.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't waste their time these three days. Aimee tested it and got a result directly.

She was pregnant.

When Aimee showed the pregnancy test to Patrick, she was feeling a bit speechless.

Sure enough, Patrick said directly, "I've been saying all along that I'm very skilled."

Aimee couldn't help but feel dumbfounded. It was really not necessary to be so proud.

However, it was also a fact that Patrick was proud, and rightfully so.

From the moment Rosemary found out that Aimee was pregnant, she would occasionally come over and touch Aimee's belly, introducing herself as "Hi little sister, I'm your big sister." Casey watched Rosemary's behavior every day and became worried. "Aimee, if it's a boy, won't Rosemary cry?"

Aimee didn't want to say anything. If it was a boy, Patrick might be the one crying instead of Rosemary.

So secretly in her heart she prayed for a girl.

Ridge remained calm after finding out about Aimee's pregnancy. He wasn't like Rosemary who constantly hovered around Aimee.

But it was clear that Ridge had his own thoughts.

Finally after another greeting from "little sister" by Rosemary, Ridge walked over and placed his hand on top of Aimee's belly very devoutly saying, "If you're a little sister, please don't be like Rosemary." Aimee laughed directly at him. She picked up Ridge and asked softly, "Don't you like Rosemary?"

Ridge shook his head.

Aimee then asked, "Then why don't you want this 'little sister' to be like her?"

With an old-fashioned sigh, Ridge said, "She's too noisy; one is enough noise."

If there were another one, he really couldn't handle it anymore.

Aimee almost laughed until she couldn't breathe. She raised her hand to pinch Ridge's small face asking him, "Then if this baby is really your little sister, will you be disappointed? After all, you love having a younger brother."

Ridge wrinkled his small brow saying, "I don't want everyone to be disappointed either."

If it were a younger brother, maybe only he would feel happy about it.

Suddenly Aimee's heart felt pricked with pain; they were so unfair to Ridge! She wanted Patrick to make Rosemary happy while she wanted Patrick to feel happy, but even though they didn't say anything out loud, their expectations for the baby being female was palpable.

However, just because they didn't say anything, it didn't mean that Ridge couldn't feel what they wanted deep down inside.

On the contrary, he felt everything very deeply.

Suddenly Aimee felt very sorry for him; they hadn't taken into account how he might feel about everything going on around them.

"I'm sorry, Ridge. We haven't been taking care of your feelings," said Aimee.

Ridge looked up at Aimee and said, "I might lean towards a younger brother, but if it's a younger sister, I would still like her. If she's well-behaved like Perla, I would like her even more. But if she turns out to be like Rosemary, I would still love her."

Aimee hugged Ridge tightly and felt overwhelmed with gratitude. "Thank you so much, Ridge. You're amazing and I'm so grateful," Aimee said.

Ridge's hand landed on Aimee's belly as he repeated himself, "No matter what you look like or who you are, I'll always love you. But please don't turn out to be like Rosemary."

Rosemary overheard Ridge say this as she walked back inside from outside.

She ran over to him and had her hands on her hips while staring at him incredulously, "Ridge! Are you rejecting me?"

"Yes," Ridge answered without hesitation.

Rosemary widened her eyes in disbelief as everyone else loved her except for Ridge.

"This isn't fair!" Rosemary huffed indignantly. "I'm going to tell Mia not to play with you anymore."