Healing my disabled husband
Chapter 568 You'Re Going To Make It

Chapter 568 You're going to make it

Aimee wasn't lying, though. She did have something to take care of.

April was doing really well, but it took her a lot longer to recover than Aimee had planned because of what happened before.

In order for April to be more stable and not have a sudden problem, Aimee needed to change her recovery plan.

When Aimee treated April, she actually found that April had a genetic problem in her body.

The problem, it seemed, was not simply genetic, but had been re-engineered.

However, Aimee won't say anything until she got a definitive answer.

She was also in her own way to know April's body.

When Patrick saw Aimee in the study, he didn't bother her.

He went to his study and began to deal with his work.

Lately Miles had found a reasonable excuse to dump all the work on him and let him do it.

Patrick was helpless, but there was really nothing he could do.

After all, after what happened to him, Miles did put in a lot of work.

After reading several documents, Patrick raised his hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows.

For some reason, he wondered if Miles was deliberately tormenting him, leaving him with difficult questions.

The western suburb development plan had been decided early on, but unexpectedly, it was targeted by the higher-ups, and the approval had not been given. Patrick got a headache about it.

He knew why. Aimee saved April's life, and whatever their intentions, for everyone else, they chose to stand with Denis.

As a result, to want to carry on with the development was to face a very considerable difficulty.

But...

Patrick's gaze fell on the computer screen, where there was a detailed set of blueprint, similar to the one laid out on his desktop, but a little bit different. Hidden in these solutions were details that were not easily noticed, and these were, in the end, the most important tools to win.

When Walter pushed the door open, he saw Patrick sitting on a chair, looking at something carefully.

He burst out laughing and said, "What's going on? You really got your job back?"

Patrick heard his gloating tone and immediately got a little angry.

He looked up at Walter. "Are you worried about me? Why don't you take it?"

"No, don't mess with me. I'm not interested in that. Just keep your head down and do your job," said Walter.

Patrick was speechless and just wanted to beat him up.

As the elder brother, he seldom had the self-awareness of taking this role. Among the four siblings, he was the most unreliable guy.

Patrick said, "You just bully us. Be careful to bully us till we can't stand. When the time comes to revolt, I'll see how you'll do."

Walter said disapprovingly, "Come on, we still have to have brotherly love. Don't you think it's fair to threaten your brother like that? Besides, I'm an artist. I don't know anything about these things. You can't give me a hard time."

Patrick was struck dumb and didn't want to bother to go on with him.

When Walter saw this, he didn't say anything else.

He walked outside, and before he left, he said to Patrick, "Patrick, I want to see April."

Patrick looked up from the file, looked at Walter, and said, "Ask Aimee."

"You're not coming?" Walter asked.

Patrick looked at Walter strangely, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

Walter said, "Good for you. You're not clinging to your wife anymore."

Was this guy having an abnormal brain? Otherwise, why did he say such strange words?

He said, "If you want to go, go now, or leave my wife alone."

Walter nodded, but didn't struggle.

He turned to Aimee's study and knocked on the door.

Aimee was writing a treatment plan, and when she heard the voice, she said, "Come in."

Walter pushed the door open and said to Aimee, "Aimee, can I go see April?"

"Walter, you're just in time. I was just about to look for you. I'm going over there now. You're coming with me," said Aimee, standing up, "Oh, by the way, Walter, you'd better pack a few things. You might need to be there for her after a while."

When Walter heard this, he was so happy that he said, "Aimee, just give me a minute. I'll be ready soon."

Aimee smiled and said, "OK, take your time."

Walter went straight back to his room, grabbed a backpack, and stuffed all the things he might need into it. He didn't even fold them. He just stuffed them in.

Aimee went to Patrick's study and told him about it.

Patrick pulled Aimee over and said, "Are you staying over there, too?"

"It depends," Aimee said. "If the data is normal, then I don't need to. If it's not, then I might live there."

Patrick immediately had a headache and said, "Wait for me. I'll go with you."

Aimee had no choice but she knew that Patrick won't be happy if she didn't let him come with her. So, she said, "I'll wait for you downstairs."

Patrick nodded, raised his hand and rubbed Aimee's head. "Just give me a second," he said. When Aimee came downstairs, she was surprised to see Walter waiting in the living room.

She thought he hadn't taken anything, but when she looked, she saw a suitcase beside Walter. Aimee was a little stunned. She didn't even talk to Patrick for a few minutes and he was ready.

It seemed that Walter was really in a hurry.

When Walter saw her coming, he said, "Aimee, let's go."

"Walter, let's wait for Patrick," Aimee said.

Walter was a little bit helpless. Patrick just gave him a non-clingy look, and now he was clingy again.

It was really... giving him a headache.

Unfortunately, Walter can not say anything more, but can only wait patiently.

Finally, Patrick came down the stairs, walked up to Aimee, put his arm around her waist, and said, "Let's go."

Aimee nodded and walked out with Patrick.

Walter was speechless.

But what was he gonna do?

He had to follow them.

Walking to the car, Walter was speechless again.

These two were already in the back seat.

Patrick said, "Dude, you're dragging your feet."

Walter was extremely speechless.

Patrick was a jerk, taking him as a chauffeur.

He opened the door, got in and started the car.

It was not the first time Walter'd been there. This time, he was very nervous.

As he drove, he asked, "Aimee, are you really okay with me staying there?"

When Aimee heard this, she looked at Walter and said, "If you don't like it, I'll arrange for someone else."

Walter said at once, "Yes, of course."

Aimee curled her lips and stopped teasing him.

"Just in time," she said, "For the two of you to develop a relationship."

Walter laughed but didn't say anything.

Aimee clearly saw that Walter's ears were turning red.

Patrick pinched Aimee's finger gently, a little spooked by his brother's innocent look.

It was hard to believe that this man with red ears was really his big brother who was stingy.

This world was really magic.

When the car reached Solomert Villa, Walter became even more nervous.

Aimee had already gotten out of the car and gone straight to April's room.

Patrick looked at Walter with his arms crossed and said, "Why don't you get out of the car?"

Then Walter opened the car door and got out. He met Patrick's playful eyes and said, "You! Don't give me a hard time."

"What did I do?" Patrick raised an eyebrow and said, "Did I? Walter, you look really funny."

What should he do? He wanted to beat Patrick up.

This guy was so annoying.

Patrick said, "Well, get in there. You're almost making it."