Healing my disabled husband
Chapter 615 Aimee Is The Best

Chapter 615 Aimee is the best

Camdyn drank a lot of wine today, but because he was in a happy mood, he quickly sobered up.

Then, he didn't want to stay at his bedroom any longer.

In the room, there were memories of him and his wife. Every night, he would look at the photos of his wife for a long time and talk to his wife.

However, today he was really uncomfortable, and missed his wife very much.

Patrick stood up, took Camdyn's hand, and said, "Grandpa, we've all grown up, so don't worry about us anymore."

Camdyn said, "I never thought that Casey has reached the age of marriage. I am really old."

Patrick said, "Grandpa, you can live a peaceful life and let us take care of you. In a few months, Aimee and I will have a baby boen. At that time, the family will be even more lively." Camdyn was relieved a lot when he heard the words.

Yes, he will be able to meet his little great-grandchild soon, and he was already looking forward to it just thinking about it.

Camdyn said, "By the way, I have chosen a few more names for the baby. When the time comes, you and Aimee will see if there are any you like."

Patrick felt a little helpless and said, "Grandpa, we still don't know if the child is a boy or a girl."

"It doesn't matter, anyway. I have chosen so many names." Camdyn said.

He looked through the dictionary many times before he came up with so many names.

Patrick said, "That's fine. When the time comes, I'll show it to Aimee and let her decide." Camdyn was in a better mood.

Patrick quickly helped Camdyn up and said, "Grandpa, I'll take you back to your room to rest."

Camdyn nodded, and then let Patrick send him back to the room.

The next day.

Aimee slept until noon and didn't get up.

When she opened her eyes, she was still in a trance.

She actually slept so late again.

Raising her hands and rubbing her eyes, Aimee cursed Patrick in her heart.

This bad guy made her become like this.

Patrick came in and saw Aimee leaning against the head of the bed with a coquettish look.

His brows and eyes were full of tenderness, when he walked over and stood by the bed.

Aimee frowned, looked at Patrick and pouted.

Patrick thought her appearance was rather cute, so he leaned down and approached Aimee, saying, "What's wrong? You make me think you want to kiss me." Why did this guy always talk nonsense?

Patrick bowed his head and sucked Aimee's lips directly.

Aimee subconsciously wanted to hide, but Patrick grabbed the back of her head, held her lips, and kissed her deeply.

After Patrick was satisfied, Aimee raised her hand and hammered gently on Patrick's shoulder, saying, "What are you doing? Pay attention to prenatal education." "I'm teaching the baby what love is," Patrick said.

Aimee was speechless.

This guy was talking nonsense again.

Patrick kissed Aimee's lips again and asked, "Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

"Yes." Aimee nodded and said, "I just woke up from starvation. Bad guy, you exhausted me to death last night."

Patrick gave a low laugh and said, "It's my fault. It's all my fault last night."

Aimee snorted coquettishly and said, "Why don't you hurry up and take me to eat? The baby is also hungry."

Patrick looked down at Aimee's stomach and said, "Leave it alone. I care my own baby first."

Saying that, Patrick had already carried Aimee out of the quilt.

Considering Aimee's belly, Patrick hugged Aimee horizontally. This posture made Aimee curl up in Patrick's arms in a strange posture. She didn't have any clothes on yet, and curled up naked in Patrick's arms, covering her heart with one hand. Her face was blushing.

As Patrick looked at her shy look, his eyes darkened. Then he turned around and sat down on the side of the bed again. Aimee sat down on Patrick's lap.

This posture made her even more awkward.

Aimee nudged Patrick's arm and asked, "What are you doing? You're not taking me to eat?"

Patrick said, "What should I do? I'm a little hungry too."

Almost without thinking, Aimee jumped off Patrick's lap.

Was he going to "torment" her again?

Aimee strode towards the cloakroom, took a new home clothes from inside and put it on, looking at Patrick defensively.

"I'm going to eat by myself. Don't follow me." Aimee said.

Patrick licked the corner of his mouth lightly, got up and strode after Aimee. Holding her waist, he said, "I'm kidding. Look at how scared you are." Aimee snorted softly.

Originally, she didn't have such worries at all.

But now, after the experience last night, she was almost made to be on guard against him.

Either this guy didn't break the precept, or if he did, he made it unforgettable.

Patrick said, "Be good. I'll remember, after the ban is lifted, I'll ask you to make it up."

Why did she feel that she had no way to continue communicating with Patrick?

Just because of Patrick's attitude last night, wouldn't she be "tortured" to death on the day the ban was lifted?

Just thinking about it, Aimee already felt that this was simply too terrifying.

Shaking unconsciously, Aimee came down from the stairs.

Patrick noticed Aimee's trembling and chuckled lowly.

Aimee felt even more embarrassed when she heard Patrick's laughter, and raised her hand to hit him on the waist. Patrick said, "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

Aimee really wanted to swear at Patrick.

He knew what he was doing?!

Arriving at the dinning room, Aimee saw Casey sitting by the dining table stirring the millet porridge in the bowl.

She walked over, touched Casey's head, and asked, "What's wrong? Headache?"

Casey immediately hugged Aimee, rubbed her head on her stomach and said, "Aimee, how much did I drink yesterday?" "Not much, just two glasses." Aimee said.

As Casey heard this, she frowned speechlessly and said, "Impossible, right? I only had two, and that's it?"

Aimee said, "There is nothing unreasonable. That wine has a high alcohol content."

Casey rubbed her head and said, "But, I clearly remember you gave me the hangover soup."

Aimee said, "Did you kick the quilt last night? But it's okay, I'll make you some soup later. You'll sweat after drinking it, and you'll be fine in a while." Casey immediately said obediently, "Aimee, you are so kind. I like you the most."

Aimee curled her lips and asked, "Where's Kelvin?"

"Ah, he has something to do and went out in the morning. He'll come back to pick me up in the afternoon." Casey said, with a sweet look on her face. Aimee nodded and said nothing more.

The two finished their meal obediently, and Aimee went to cook soup for Casey and let her drink it.

Casey leaned on Aimee's shoulder, chatting, "Aimee, you're really a miracle doctor. After I drink this soup, the pain is really gone."

Aimee was amused by her appearance and said, "How can you exaggerate it? Don't make a fuss."

Casey wrinkled her nose and said with a smile, "Anyway, Aimee, you're the best."