Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 172

Aimee laughed happily in an instant, and a touch of success flashed in her eyes.

She was naturally not the kind of girl who was unreasonable and messy, and she never thought that one day, she would use this kind of method to others.

But let alone, it was really effective.

With Patrick's stance of wanting to compete with her just now, he just gave in instantly.

Aimee smiled sweetly and innocently at Patrick, and said, "I like obedient and cooperative patients the most."

Patrick was helpless. Today's negotiation fell through.

However, he had already figured it out.

He carried Aimee in his arms, and she didn't come to check his body in a hurry, but teased him in such a way and let him continue to compromise. Then, he knew how to do

However, this was good. He can make good use of this point to do some things that he cannot do under normal circumstances.

Aimee kept staring into Patrick's eyes. Naturally she didn't ignore the scheming look in his eyes.

She felt it strange what he was thinking.

However, looking at his eyes, she thought he should be thinking about something related to her.

That being the case, Aimee won't care so much.

She stood up and said, "I'm tired. I'm going to rest."

After speaking, Aimee took her change of clothes and toiletries and got into the bathroom.

Patrick looked at the closed door and finally smiled helplessly.

However, soon, his smile faded away.

He was naturally aware of what happened in the Hayden family today.

Although Mason didn't get any advantage, it didn't mean that he would let him go.

Mason treated Aimee so badly and he couldn't tolerate the Read family at all.

Aimee was taking a shower, while Patrick went to the study.

Trace stood in front of him. Although he already knew that Patrick had recovered, he was still completely dumbfounded.

"Do you understand what I mean?" Patrick looked up at Trace and his tone was icy cold.

Trace coughed out of fright, grunted, and said, "Mr. Hayden ... Mr. Hayden, I understand."

Patrick frowned, and his eyes became a little colder.

What was going on with Trace? He had never been so gaffe.

Trace also realized how much he had lost his composure just now, and immediately said, "Mr. Hayden, I understand everything. I'll do it now."

It was no small matter to bankrupt the Read Group overnight. He had to work hard and not tolerate any mistakes.

Patrick was silent for a long time before he said, " Trace, did you encounter any difficulties?"

He knew Trace well. Trace was abandoned at the door of a church when he was less than a hundred days old, and was adopted by a pastor. After the pastor died, he was kicked out of the church and became his man by mistake. Only then became Patrick's most capable assistant.

There weren't many things that can make Trace lose his composure. All Patrick can think of was that his biological parents found him, or that he fell in love and got dumped.

However, Trace immediately shook his head vigorously and said, "No, Mr. Hayden, I'm fine."

"So why do you look like that? Don't want to do it anymore?" Patrick said.

It was not easy to climb to the position closest to him.