Healing my disabled husband

For a patient like him, the last thing he can have is the urge to be on that side.

The goblin, Aimee, is deliberately leading in that direction.

Patrick, if he doesn't cooperate with her, what kind of man is he?

When Aimee heard Patrick say that, she coughed lightly and pretended not to understand, "Master Patrick, you have to tell me the truth about your health condition, you can't hide something from me just because you don't like that I am not a famous doctor."

When she said this, her voice was loud and clear, and also, the person became serious.

The old Hayden, who had been watching Patrick with concern, couldn't help but say, "Yeah, Pat, you need to talk to Aimee properly, you can't keep a secret from the doctor."

Patrick suddenly had some regrets, he should not have called grandpa to come over last night, as a result, did not understand where Aimee went last night not only, but also by grandpa to watch.

With this in mind, Patrick asked, "Where did the lady go last night?"

Aimee really can't stand it when he calls himself "Mrs.".

She repeated what she had said to the old Hayden to Patrick.

However, after saying that, he met Patrick's eyes with a deeper meaning.

Aimee heart head a thud, secretly said this man really is not the old Hayden so easy to fool.

But, what can she do, she can only smile stiffly towards Patrick, the most innocent interpretation of the innocent.

Instead, Patrick whispered in her ear, "Ma'am, it's not a good thing to lie. What kind of patient is it that requires a trip to Canport?"

Aimee's hand shook, gaze gleaming at Patrick look, eyes have been silent hope.

She didn't want Patrick to tear herself apart.

However, Aimee was at a loss. She went to Canport under a different identity, so why did Patrick know about it?

She decided that she needed to find a time to talk to Patrick properly.

He knows more and more about what might be going on, and it makes Aimee feel insecure.

After Patrick said that, he didn't say anything else.

It doesn't look like he's going to say something to the old Hayden either.

This relieved Aimee that, at least, it was just between her and Patrick.

But she was still curious about what else Patrick knew and how she found out.

With her stomach full of doubts, Aimee went back to her room.

Without thinking too much, she took the object out directly, quickly disassembled it and took out one of the gems inside.

What goes into the medicine is naturally not this gem, but what is inside the gem.

Aimee tucked the gems into her pocket, hid the things she had dismantled, and headed out again with her bag.

This time, she went straight to find the old Hayden and said to him, "Grandpa, I have to go out on something and I may be a little late."

The old Hayden responded and didn't ask any more questions, just asked the family's driver to send Aimee out.

Aimee did not refuse, she knew very well that the old Hayden was not sending someone to spy on her, but just genuinely unsure of her.

So, Aimee would not refuse the old Hayden's kind offer.

Patrick, on the other hand, had already received word that Aimee had gone out, so he called Trace and said to him, "Have someone follow her secretly." "Yes, Master Patrick." Trace received the order and went on his errand.

Patrick's eyes are full of interest, Aimee ah, Aimee, should I say you are bold, or really not afraid of anything?

Obviously, he was already about to be discovered, and still dared to make such a blatant little move.

He would like to see what Aimee is going to do again tonight.

Aimee is not long out the door when she finds a stalker behind her.

She held her forehead speechlessly, and in her heart she had already cursed Patrick once.

How can this man be so ignorant?

You can't just lie in bed as a docile patient, you have to keep an eye on what she's doing.

After a moment's hesitation, Aimee didn't let anyone come over and cut off the stalker behind her.

It's just that, if you like to follow, follow, anyway, she is going to the right place tonight.

Aimee had her driver drop her off at a jewelry store, which, of course, was a jewelry store on the outside, but inside was something else.

The owner is a very beautiful woman, comparable to Matilda in terms of face and temperament.

However, Matilda is of the kind of beauty and atmosphere, through a sense of seduction and dangerous intoxication, is a man wants to conquer, but not what kind of man have the courage to conquer the type. The woman in front of me is cold and arrogant, obviously opening a jewelry store, a service industry, but the aura emanating from her body is a kind of love to buy or not, do not buy the sense of arrogance. However, this is such a woman, business is good to good.

In no way did her misanthropic face affect any business, but instead there were countless men who pounced on her and fought very hard to increase her performance. There are also many women who come to patronize her business, a large part of them, however, want to learn some different temperament from her body.

Yet, this is the woman who, upon meeting Aimee, nodded respectfully and humbly called out, "Miss Read."

Aimee is known as Miss Read when she is at Innisrial. This is to hide her from the public and to prevent people from talking too much.

She looked at the woman in front of her and said, "Averi, the new product that was said to come out last month, has it arrived yet? I came over to take a look."

Averi Glass said, "Already here, Miss Read, please follow me to the inner hall."

Aimee nodded, swept her eyes over the stalker following her, gave a light laugh, and then lifted her feet and entered the inner hall with Averi.

Shortly after they entered, someone came in, pretending to be looking at the jewelry on the counter, and after looking at a few models, asked, "Is there nothing else? I'd like to take a look."

When the clerk saw that the visitor was also elegant and rich, he said without thinking: "Sir, these are the stock we have now, however, we adopt a custom system here, if there is nothing in stock that you can be satisfied with, you can follow me to the inner hall, we have the latest design catalogue for you to choose from. "

Once the man heard that, he immediately nodded and said, "I'm not bad you know, I just want the most unique, so just give me the best."

The clerk is used to seeing such rich people and just laughed: "You can rest assured about this, sir, the styles we have here are absolutely unique and guaranteed not to clash with anyone."