Healing my disabled husband
Chapter 571 Patrick Is Provoking Him

Chapter 571 Patrick is provoking him

Walter took the tray upstairs and pushed open April's door.

April was still asleep.

Walter hesitated, then gently put the tray aside and sent a message to Patrick. "Patrick, will you ask Aimee if I need to wake her up for dinner now?"

Soon, Patrick replied, "Yes."

Walter took the phone back, but there was a bit of a struggle.

Seeing April sleeping so soundly and with such a sweet expression on her face, Walter was reluctant to wake her up.

However, for April's body, Walter was very helpless. He can only walk over and called April up.

April opened her eyes in a daze, but didn't seem upset.

She looked at Walter and asked, "Did you wake me up for dinner?"

Walter heard that, smiled, and said, "Are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry," April said, shaking her head. "But Dr. Read said I need to eat on time, take my medicine on time, and then get more sleep."

Ever since she had woken up from the operation, she had been woken up in her sleep and given her meds and meals on time.

She was used to it.

April sat up in bed, looked at Walter, and asked expectantly, "What do I eat today?"

Although April can't eat a lot of things now, what she had everyday was still very delicious.

So, the time of eating every day became the time that April looked forward to most, though at dinner time, she will eat a bitter medicine.

Walter said, "Porridge, and some vegetables, cabbage."

April's eyes were already on the dinner plate, and when she saw a small piece of chicken, she was immediately happy.

"I can eat meat," April said with a smile.

For the past few days, she could only eat vegetables. Now she can eat meat.

She was so happy.

Walter looked at April's cute face and was instantly affected by her.

He brought the tray over and set it on the small table that had been set up. He looked around the room, but couldn't replace the green pill that Aimee was talking about. April saw his eyes and knew what he was looking for.

She said, "Are you looking for my medicine?"

Walter looked at April and said, "You're hiding it?"

April fumbled under her pillow and found a pill box that contained the pills that Walter was looking for.

Walter, dumbfounded, came over and took April's pill box.

He said, "No?"

"It's bitter," April said.

Even though April knew it was not something she can hide from, she still wanted to hide it.

Walter said, "Do you have any idea how much longer this is going to take?"

"A dozen days, maybe," April said.

Fortunately, she took this medicine once a day, and if she had to eat it at every meal, she wouldn't even eat.

Walter said, "Well, let's go for another 10 days or so, shall we?"

His voice was very gentle, as if to coax April.

April looked at Walter for a long moment and said, "You seem different since you've been back."

"Really?" Walter raised an eyebrow, looked at April, and, as if curious, asked, "What's different?" "Everything's different," April said.

When abroad, this man was simply a bastard and won't be gentle to her.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have hit him while he was drinking.

When Walter heard that, he looked at April and said, "Do you like me abroad or do you like me at home?"

April's face was instantly hot, and her eyes subconsciously averted.

She didn't expect Walter to be so straight.

April pursed her lips and changed the subject. "I'm going to miss my medication time if you don't give it to me."

Walter smiled, knowing that she was shy, and said nothing more.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up a spoon, and put a spoonful of porridge to April's lips.

April froze for a moment, then looked up at Walter, as if in disbelief.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Walter asked.

"I can do it myself," April said.

Walter said, "Give it a chance."

April kept an eye on Walter. There was no way to turn him down.

She nodded and ate the porridge with Walter's help.

At the first bite, April's heart was full of joy.

The taste of porridge was too good, making her have a good appetite.

On the second bite, April was still full of joy, thinking she could eat two big bowls of it.

By the third bite, however, April didn't look good.

She took this bite so slowly that she didn't want to swallow it at all.

Walter, of course, seemed to see April's point of view.

He didn't push her but just looked at her.

Only the pill in Walter's hand was ready.

April felt a little helpless when Walter looked at her, but she resigned herself to swallowing the porridge.

She held out her hand to Walter and said, "Give it to me."

Walter handed April both the pill and the water.

April grimaced that made her feel like she was exaggerating.

Obviously, when she took the medicine before, she did not have such a breakdown.

April took a deep breath, put on a brave face, and swallowed the medicine.

However, even though she had already taken a big gulp of water, her face was still contorted with bitterness.

Walter got a heartache, but he didn't try to comfort April at this time.

After all, whatever he said now, he seemed to be saying after the fact.

April took a big gulp of water, but still felt the bitterness in her mouth. Walter said, "You want a candy?"

April shook her head and said, "Dr. Read won't let me have candy."

Her face looked so sad that she didn't even notice it, and she was acting like a spoiled brat in front of Walter.

Walter said, "Okay, no candy. Let's go back to eating."

He continued to feed April a mouthful of porridge, and added the dishes made by Aimee herself, which made April very satisfied.

"The food is so good today. It wasn't made by auntie, was it?" April asked.

"Aimee made it herself," Walter said.

April paused for a moment, then said, "Dr. Read is a good cook."

Walter said, "Really? I don't know how good she is."

April looked at Walter suspiciously and asked, "You haven't eaten?"

Walter said, "No, not yet. Wait till you finish eating."

April was momentarily moved and stared at Walter intently for a moment before saying, "You don't have to do this to me."

It made her feel so unreal that she couldn't believe it was happening.

Walter said, "You don't like it?"

April was a little bit overwhelmed by Walter's being straightforward.

She bit her lip. After a while, she said, "No."

She wasn't shy, and since Walter was so direct, she had nothing to hide.

The corners of Walter's mouth curled up when he heard that.

"As long as you like it," he said

April was in a good mood today, and her appetite was especially good. After she had finished all the food, she still wanted to eat more.

Walter looked at her face and asked, "Are you hungry?"

April wanted to say yes.

However, she can't eat much. That was Aimee's quota for her. Even when she was full, she needed to eat all of it. When she was not full, that was all.

However, before, April seemed to not be able to finish all the food. Today, it was rare.

Walter said, "Why don't I go get you some more?"

"No, these are fine," April said.

And most importantly, April didn't want Walter to feel she was like a pig.

A pig that ate well.

She was a girl after all and wanted to save her face.

Walter nodded and said, "Let me know if you need anything."

April said, "According to Dr. Read, I need to sleep. So hurry up and eat."

Walter nodded, took the tray and left April's room.

April wasn't really sleepy, but it was Aimee's idea that she would get more sleep when she can.

Besides, April didn't want Walter here with her on an empty stomach.

Walter came down the stairs and saw Aimee and Patrick on the couch. He thought they'd had their dinner and was on his way to the dinning room when Patrick said, "You're slow. We're starving." Patrick, who had helped Aimee to her feet, was walking towards the dinning room.

Walter asked, "You two haven't eaten?"

"Waiting for you," Patrick said.

When Walter heard this, he raised an eyebrow and said, "I can't tell, Patrick, you're being so nice to me."

Patrick suddenly had some regrets, so it was unnecessary to wait for him.

As the three walked to the dinning room, Walter said, "Aimee, April says you're a good cook."

Aimee smiled. "Thanks for the compliment," she said.

Patrick said, "Please pass that along."

Walter looked at Patrick speechlessly. This guy...

Aimee was also helpless, squeezed Patrick's hand, and told him not to do so.

Patrick took Aimee's hand and said, "I'm making conversation for Walter."

What he said made Walter feel like he was a fool.

"No," he said. "April and I have a lot to talk about."

When Aimee and Patrick heard this, they gasped and said, "We'll be waiting for your good news."

Why did he think Patrick was provoking him?