Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 154

Aimee looked at Patrick, tilted her head on purpose, and said, "I can't tell you for now."

The reason she would be angry may be very different from others.

Moreover, it was not easy to make her really angry.

Aimee felt that maybe Patrick would not have such an opportunity.

She also hoped that Patrick would not have such an opportunity.

"Okay, let's not talk about that. Let's eat first. I made a very special dish today. I guarantee you haven't tasted it." Aimee said.

Patrick became interested. He had always liked Aimee's cooking skills very much.

Ordinary home-cooked dishes can already taste so good. Aimee can show such a natural and proud expression, and Patrick was even more curious about what kind of dish it will be.

Aimee asked Patrick to sit by the table, and she went to the kitchen and brought the dish.

From the appearance point of view, it was just an ordinary casserole, and there was nothing special about it.

Patrick felt it a little more mysterious. His eyes showed a little expectation, waiting for Aimee to decrypt.

Seeing his expression, Aimee curved her lips and smiled.

"I'm going to reveal it. Don't be too shocked." Aimee said.

She opened the lid of the casserole, and instantly, the fragrance overflowed.

In the casserole, several top ingredients were neatly arranged, but they never took away the charm of the protagonist.

The protagonist of this dish was a chicken.

In fact, it was the same chicken that Aimee used for the chicken soup that she made for Patrick before, but at the moment, in the casserole, the chicken looked very plump and full of vitality.

Aimee said, "This dish is called 'run run chicken'."

Patrick felt speechless for a moment. He looked at Aimee with suspicious eyes, as if asking, "What's its name? Say it again."

Aimee also felt that the name was a bit ridiculous, so she smiled awkwardly, and said, "Matilda chose it. Everyone dotes on her. Although I think it's ridiculous, I still use it."

Thinking of the time when she made this dish for the first time, the group of guys seemed to have gone crazy, grabbing the food on the dining table without considering how they looked. Not being respectful and humble, at that moment, they didn't care who they were. Aimee couldn't help laughing out loud when recalling this.

After everyone ate until they were full and the corners of their mouths were oily, someone asked her, "Aimee, what is the name of this dish?"

Aimee hadn't come up with the name at that time, and she was completely bored so she made this dish. She just used the ingredients that she had at that time.

Originally, she just wanted to make a simple chicken soup, but she didn't expect that, after making it, it became such a dish.

As for the name, Aimee really didn't considered it.

She held her chin and thought about it for a long time, but before she could come up with a suitable name, she heard Matilda say, "I think these chickens died very badly. Why don't you tell the chickens to run away and be reborn as happy chickens in the next life? Chicken, don't let us see you again."

Aimee was a little speechless. Before she expressed any opinions, the others started arguing.

Some people said that to be the chicken in this dish was a great honor, a great honor to die.

Other people said that Matilda was the most happy one when eating, so she didn't look like she had the slightest bit of guilt towards the chicken.

Matilda was annoyed, so she slapped the table and said, "Just call it 'run, run, chicken'. I eat a lot, so I say what I say."

Aimee smiled helplessly and shook her head. What can she do? Matilda slapped the table, so she had to coax her.

Therefore, this dish with complicated workmanship and excellent taste had such a name.