Healing my disabled husband
Chapter 645 Can'T You Figure Out The Truth?

Chapter 645 Can't you figure out the truth?

The dinner didn't start until seven o'clock.

Camdyn went out of his way to take out his most precious wine and poured a glass of it for every junior.

Except, of course, Aimee.

Aimee sighed silently.

Twice now, she had missed the chance to taste the fine wines in Camdyn's collection.

Originally, Aimee didn't care much about this kind of thing, and for the sake of the babies in her belly, she didn't want to drink at all.

However, smelling the aroma of wine now, Aimee had the urge for the first time to give birth quickly.

She licked her lips greedily and looked like a bullied cat, pitiful.

Patrick took Aimee's hand and played with it in the palm of his hand.

At this stage of pregnancy, Aimee's belly was growing day by day, but her limbs were still slender.

Even the fingers were slender, without any changes.

Patrick squeezed Aimee's knuckles, one by one.

It was as if he was playing with a piece of porcelain, and all his treasures were mixed into the strength of his fingertips.

Aimee was massaged very comfortably by him, and looked lazily in his arms. When she watched the people who were joking and laughing, suddenly, there was a touch of emotion. Before she married him, it can be said that Aimee relied on herself in everything, without any weakness.

At that time, even Matilda and the others were not by her side.

Although they were partners and fighting together, all connections relied on communication tools.

In Innisrial, she was all alone.

Now, when Aimee was leaning in Patrick's arms, she had the strongest support in her life, and he was the person she loved the most.

There were friends and family members.

Aimee felt as if a generation had passed.

It seemed that those things she had experienced in the past can all be resolved at this moment.

She may not be so perfect, but she had no regrets.

Aimee's eyes suddenly turned red.

She sniffed and rubbed against Patrick's arms.

Patrick noticed Aimee's emotions, looked down at her, and asked, "What's wrong?"

When he saw Aimee's red eyes, Patrick's heart tightened instantly.

He sat up straight, held Aimee's face, and said, "Baby, tell me, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly sad?"

Aimee shook her head, not wanting to disturb the others.

She raised her hand, wrapped her arms around Patrick's neck, and moved closer to him, saying, "I just feel very happy. Now I am really happy." Patrick pulled Aimee into his arms, and gently stroked Aimee's back with his big hands.

Aimee said, "Honey, I really love you."

Patrick hugged Aimee tighter.

He was very distressed.

It was very rare to see Aimee like this.

Most of the time, Aimee was independent and strong. She hid all her emotions very well, and never brought negative emotions to anyone.

Patrick hoped more than once that Aimee could open herself up. At least, when facing him, she could express all her emotions directly. However, at this moment, when hearing Aimee say these words to him, Patrick still couldn't help have the heartache. He understood why Aimee would say that.

For the things she experienced in the past that he didn't understand, now it seemed that they were indeed her medals.

But as her man who was going to be her safe haven, Patrick blamed himself.

He didn't meet Aimee earlier, and didn't give her enough care when she came here in the beginning.

Even, he treated her badly.

All of this, just thinking about it, Patrick regretted it very much.

He stroked Aimee's back and said, "Baby, I love you very much. I really love you."

Aimee sniffed, rubbed her eyes on Patrick's neck, and said, "It's so strange. I didn't drink alcohol. Why am I drunk?"

Patrick hugged her tighter.

He looked at the people who were still joking, put his lips next to Aimee's ear, and said, "I'll take you back to the room to rest, okay?" Aimee nodded, wrapping her hands tightly around Patrick's neck.

She knew how red her eyes were now, and she didn't want everyone to see her like this.

Patrick carried her back to the room, which was the best choice now.

Patrick patted Aimee on the back and carried her up.

This action naturally drew everyone's attention.

Patrick said, "Aimee is tired. I will accompany her back to the room to rest."

They were his close friends and family members, so naturally he didn't need to be restrained.

They said good night to Aimee one after another, and continued to eat, drink, talk and laugh.

Aimee's nose felt sore again when she heard the voice.

It was great. Her life was really good now.

She had no other dreams. It was enough to be like this, with everyone she cared about, wine and food, talking and laughing.

Soon, her and Patrick's babies will be born.

And, there were two babies.

Although she didn't know the genders, Aimee's heart seemed to melt when she thought of the two babies chirping and calling her mom and him dad in the future.

Most importantly, their babies were destined not to be alone from the moment they were born.

They will grow up with each other and become the most important people in each other's lives.

Until they found their other half, they will be each other's strongest backing.

Aimee just thought about it, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.

Patrick put Aimee on the bed, saw her smile and leaned over to kiss her lightly.

Patrick asked, "Honey, can you tell me what you're planning?"

Aimee was stunned for a moment, and then quickly realized that Patrick was getting some information from her.

She immediately covered her mouth and looked defensively at Patrick. "No, no," she said.

Patrick's eyes dimmed, but he didn't force Aimee to say it.

However, from Aimee's reaction, Patrick can already be sure that these guys really had something to hide from him. Alright, then he wanted to see, if he asked one by one, can't he figure out the truth?