Healing my disabled husband

Aimee came back to the Reed family this afternoon, and as soon as she walked in the door, she saw her sister, Jaylah Read, sitting on the couch with an atlas in her hand, sketching away. When he saw her walk in, he lifted his eyes and his voice carried some gloating, "I heard you've been to the Hayden family, how was it, how did the Haydens treat you?"

Although Jaylah is in the mindset of watching a good show, he still wants to do a good job on the surface.

Aimee looked up at her, her tone warm and light, "It's not bad."

At least, Grandpa treated her well.

Jaylah observed Aimee's expression and saw that she did not have any smug look, then he put down his heart, put the picture book aside and said, "Aimee ah, in fact, you married Master Patrick of Hayden family is not a loss at all, you see you are so obsessed with your work, normal men can not You can't stand it, you marry him is different, you can do whatever you want, it's all up to you."

Aimee did not make a sound, to Jaylah this kind of cool talk, has long been used to hear, for her, it does not hurt at all.

She just waited quietly for Jaylah's next words, which she would never have said to herself in the past.

Today so patiently to say this to himself, must have another purpose.

As you know, Globalhive Pictures is managed by Patrick's brother, Miles Hayden, and they've recently been working on a big IP. They are planning to make a big IP, the female lead is especially suitable for me our two families are relatives, Aimee, you go and Miles say, let him give me that role."

Aimee wrinkled her brow imperceptibly, shocked by Jaylah's taken-for-granted remark.

She pursed her lips for a long time before saying, "Jaylah, I've only met the old Hayden and Master Patrick now, and as for, the one you mentioned, I won't necessarily see it."

Even if she met, she didn't think she would be able to say anything.

Jaylah heard that she was going to reject her meaning and immediately got angry.

"What's wrong with you? You haven't even married yet, and you're turning your elbow out. You have to understand, I'm your sister, the Reed family has raised you until now, and you're pushing and pushing to do this little thing. Jaylah stood up from the couch, his face no longer pretending to be gentle.

"I'm telling you, Aimee, you have to do this for me, and if you don't see Miles, you go talk to the old Hayden, and I don't believe he'll give the order, and Miles will still resist." After saying that, Jaylah then twisted her waist and went upstairs.

Aimee finally frowned, to this has always been the only Jaylah, really can not half a way.

After spending some time in the living room, Aimee went back to her room.

She pulled out a very old suitcase, put her few belongings in it, and left the Reed family.

Aimee was not planning to move to Hayden's Mansion so soon, but she was so interested in the equipment in Patrick's house that she couldn't wait to get her wings and fly in.

However, she knew that Patrick did not like her, so after settling her things, Aimee went into Patrick's room in the dark at one o'clock in the night.

She didn't make any noise, and even, in order not to wake up the bed with the sound of walking, Aimee deliberately put her shoes on and walked into the room barefoot.

Aimee's eyes were first on Patrick's face for half a day to make sure Patrick was sleeping before she walked over to an instrument.

The fact that the room was out of sight did not affect Aimee's movement.

This is her unknown talent, in the dark, her eyesight will not be affected in any way, even reading and writing is not a problem.

Moreover, she doesn't need to sleep for a long time every day, basically an hour or two is enough for her to recover her depleted strength immediately.

It's just that Aimee's different from the norm, which she hides well, in order to survive better in the Reed family.

At this moment, Aimee walks through Patrick's house as if she were walking under the lights.

She didn't touch any of the instruments, but just looked carefully at each of them, noting down their functions in the mode.

Aimee didn't stay in the room for too long. After all, it was the first time she touched Patrick's room, so she was very careful not to wake him up.

Well, after Aimee had finished looking at all the instruments, she looked over at Patrick again and was slightly relieved to find that he was still sleeping as smoothly as when she entered. Aimee hesitated, but finally went to the bedside and observed Patrick's condition.

He looked very bad, and from that point on, yes indeed, he looked like a patient.

Only, generally this kind of paraplegic patients, after lying for so long, although not yet withered, but at least will be much thinner.

Patrick's body type looks, however, very fit.

Aimee didn't think about it, just assumed that the old Hayden spent a lot of money to provide nutrition to Patrick in order to maintain his physical condition.

She couldn't help but think of the pale old man, still worrying about his grandchildren at this age.

Sighing softly, Aimee muttered in a small voice, "Don't be a bully and make Grandpa sad."

If her grandfather could have been a tenth as attentive to her as the old Hayden was to Patrick, she would not have been able to bear to upset the old man.

By the time Aimee left Patrick's room in the dark, Patrick, who should have been asleep in bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes coldly swept across the room, in the darkness, but did not allow him to find any abnormalities.

In fact, Patrick woke up as soon as Aimee entered.

He could have made a sound shock, but did not do so.

He wanted to see what Aimee wanted to do, what was the purpose of this woman that Grandpa had found to be his wife, the woman who would stay even if she was treated like an underling in the Hayden family.

Patrick instinctively has taken Aimee as a person who will come to harm himself, he even had a moment to think, if Aimee just hit him, it is not bad, dead, it can be done.

The first thing that happened was that Aimee didn't do anything until she approached her and told her not to be a bully.

Patrick's eyes narrowed slightly, really can't read this woman.

Trace Short's voice came over the headset, "Master Patrick, do you want us to go get her?"

"No, just have someone keep an eye on her." Patrick said.