Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 43 Then I'll be grateful to your wife



Aimee returned to Hayden's Mansion in the afternoon. Upon entering, she saw the old Hayden sitting on top of the couch, looking at her with a worried expression.

"Aimee, did something happen last night? Why aren't you home?" the old Hayden asked with concern.

Aimee was stunned for a moment, she originally thought that the old Hayden only found out that she was not at home this morning, she arrived, and the old Hayden said that she was out too early, so she did not meet the old Hayden.

It didn't occur to me that they would find out last night.

Aimee kept her composure and said to the old Hayden, "Grandpa, I rushed to the hospital last night when a patient had an unexpected condition, and I'm really sorry to have alerted you."

"So," the old Hayden put his mind at ease and said, "Aimee ah, in the future, if there is such a thing, remember to tell grandpa, grandpa is worried about you."

"I'm sorry Grandpa, I won't do it again." Aimee said.

The old Hayden was distressed to see her in this state.

He said, "Aimee, we are a family, never be afraid of disturbance or trouble, if you tell grandpa, grandpa will be happy, if you don't tell grandpa, grandpa will be worried."

"Grandpa, I'll say it all in advance later." Aimee said.

the old Hayden this time, only to finally put down the heart.

He stood up and said to Aimee, "Come on, Aimee, go with Grandpa to see Pat, he wasn't feeling well last night and I wanted you to take a look at him, but I didn't think you'd be home." Aimee was stunned at her words and realized why the old Hayden had found herself out of the house last night.

It turns out, it's all because of Patrick.

It's just that Patrick wasn't feeling well last night?

This struck Aimee as very strange.

It simply seemed to her to be an impossible thing to do.

Except when she was administering the medication to Patrick, it would make him feel uncomfortable because it irritated his nerves and made him feel pain.

At other times, Patrick could not have felt uncomfortable at all.

Unless the person who tampered with his instruments did something else, there's no way Patrick would have had a condition.

Thinking about it, Aimee asked, "Grandpa, did anyone come to see Master Patrick last night?"

"No, there's no one else but us." the old Hayden said.

"So, how did you know Master Patrick wasn't feeling well?" Aimee asked again.

These days the old Hayden have been drinking her soup, the night will be very deep sleep, it is more unlikely to find Patrick's body condition.

the old Hayden recalled and said, "Ah, it was someone from Pat's side who called me, it was Trace, who you haven't met yet, right? He's been with Pat since he was very young and is Pat's right hand man." Aimee unconsciously frowned a little, suspicious of this Trace.

She asked, "Grandpa, this Trace, has he always been at home?"

"Yeah yeah, Pat has some things that he'll still be scheduled to take care of." the old Hayden said.

"So how come I've never seen him before?" Aimee asked again.

the old Hayden said: "Maybe you guys didn't run into it, usually only when Pat calls him, he will appear, other times, will not appear."

Aimee did not continue to ask, but, in her heart for this man, but has drawn a question mark.

When I went to Patrick's room, I entered the door and met Patrick's eyes full of interest.

Aimee unconsciously giggled a little, to Patrick's eyes this child, inexplicably felt the danger.

She walked over and asked, pretending to be calm, "Master Patrick, I heard from Grandpa that you were not feeling well last night, how was it?"

Patrick said, "It's probably a nightmare, I didn't sleep well, it's not a big deal."

When Aimee heard that, she thought it was even more impossible.

Her medicine is a sleep-aiding and calming effect, there is no possibility of nightmares.

However, Aimee naturally will not reveal anything, she pretended to contemplate, silent for a while, said: "I better give Master Patrick you check it, also let grandpa rest assured." Patrick's mouth hooked up slightly, how could he not hear what she meant in these words.

She was reminding him that if he didn't want to worry his grandfather, he shouldn't go into all this mess.

Patrick said, "Then I'll be grateful to your wife."

Aimee almost broke her foot, even though she was wearing flat shoes.

She looked at Patrick with a frown on her face that said, "Are you okay? You're not sick, are you? Aren't you going to divorce me? Why are you calling me ma'am?

Patrick, however, seemed to be deliberately confronting her and gave her a light laugh, saying, "What is it? Ma'am? Aren't you going to examine me? Aren't you going to do it? Ma'am?" Aimee really wants to reach over and cover Patrick's mouth.

What's going on with Patrick today?

How inexplicably with a flirty air?

Aimee black a face, other not sure, there is one thing, she is 100% sure.

Patrick, the dog man, he wasn't even uncomfortable last night.

Aimee gritted her teeth and walked over to the bed to check Patrick's body.

I don't know if she did it on purpose, but she actually dropped her hand onto Patrick's face, her fingers gently grazing Patrick's cheek, bringing a tingling sensation.

Aimee's fingers landed on top of Patrick's neck, seemingly checking Patrick's cervical spine, but in fact, they were messing with the skin on his neck.

She pressed her voice and said, "Master Patrick, will I feel it when I press you here?"

Patrick was surprised to find that he was indeed feeling something.

Only, such a feeling makes him feel even more uncomfortable.

He only felt his heart began to pound violently.

Seeing this, Aimee continued to press her fingers on his neck and said, "Master Patrick, I am a doctor, you need to tell me truthfully how your body is reacting so that I can make a reasonable judgment about your body."

Patrick's eyes darkened and his gaze burned into Aimee's face.

How could he not know that this woman, just on purpose.

She knows better than anyone else what the condition of his body is, not to check other places, but to his neck, what is there not to understand, this woman, is telling him in this way, she has a way to clean him up.

Thinking about this, Patrick's eyes have more playfulness.

His voice was low as he whispered in Aimee's ear, "I don't think so, but it's easy to get something you shouldn't when you're so close to me, ma'am."


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