Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 148

Patrick couldn't help but sigh.

Originally, he thought that after such a quarrel between him and Aimee, Aimee would soften her heart and let him go free.

Now, instead, Aimee acted like a baby to him with a soft voice, leaving him helpless.

He held Aimee's hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, and said, "I'm serious. I couldn't move before. I didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Now I can walk, but it's like a porcelain doll. I have to be careful with everything. It really makes me feel like I'm being shackled all over, which is very uncomfortable."

Aimee could understand his thoughts, and said, "Be patient. I will set you free soon, okay?"

In fact, to recovering Patrick's body was one thing.

Another thing was that until now, the person who persecuted Patrick had not done anything, which made Aimee very upset.

That person never showed up, and she couldn't relax.

Therefore, it was only possible to prolong this time indefinitely, so that the person can't stand it anymore and emerge by himself.

However, Aimee didn't intend to tell Patrick what she really thought.

She said, "Okay, I will come back early to accompany you in the future, so that you won't be bored. So don't lose your temper, okay?"

How could she fail to see that Patrick did it on purpose? He just wanted to be free.

Aimee suddenly felt that she was not like a doctor at all, but like a pervert who imprisoned Patrick.

She couldn't hold back any of it, and laughed out loud. Looking into Patrick's gaze, she became a little sympathetic.

Patrick was a little dazed by her sudden laughing, and when he met her pitying eyes, he felt even more terrified.

He frowned suspiciously, and asked blankly, "Aimee, what's wrong? What are you thinking?"

Aimee shook her head and said, "No, nothing, it's getting late now. Go back and rest."

As she spoke, she stood up.

If she didn't go back to her room, Aimee will really doubt that she will make up more stories.

Patrick still held her hand and said, "Aimee, can you promise me one thing?"

"What?" Aimee looked down at him and asked curiously.

"Can you stop letting Kelvin come over? We two men stare at each other every day. It's really perverted." Patrick said.

He got a headache when he saw Kelvin.

Aimee asked and felt puzzled, "Did he mess with you? Or, did he do something strange?"

But, no, she still knew Kelvin very well. He was like a mother, who was considerate, able to take care of everyone's emotions, and always gentle.

Aimee really couldn't imagine what Kelvin could do to make Patrick uncomfortable.

"No." Patrick shook his head and said, "He's actually doing really well."

Objectively speaking, Kelvin took good care of him.

However, for Patrick, it was this kind of care that made him more burdened.

Aimee thought about it. She can rest the day after tomorrow. Instead of going to the hospital, she can personally take care of Patrick's meals.

So, in fact, there was no need for Kelvin to come here again.