Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 172 Are you afraid of something?

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.

The hardships experienced behind this were simply unimaginable for ordinary people.

Trace shook his head more vigorously, and said, "Mr. Hayden, I just think it's amazing that you're

cured."

Patrick, for a moment, didn't know how to deal with Trace somehow.

This guy had been with him for too long, so he was so bold right now, wasn't he?

How dared he come and say that to him.

He said, "What? Do you also want to become paralyzed and experience the miracle?"

Trace shook his head vigorously again, and immediately said, "Mr. Hayden, I'm off to work."

After speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

He was just kidding. After Patrick had the accident, the Hayden family searched for famous doctors and

spent a lot of money to obtain such a medical miracle.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

He was just a helpless and poor man. He had to save money to marry someone. How can he spend all

the money he had saved so hard on doctors?

However, Trace actually thought that marrying may be far more difficult than making money.

He may have earned enough money for marrying, but he still can't get a girlfriend.

Hey, he felt heartbroken just thinking about it.

Stopping thinking that, Trace began to enter the working state.

Patrick was ruthless this time, and only gave them one night to let the Read family liquidate and go

bankrupt.

Trace knew that the Read family was not good to Aimee, but he didn't expect that Patrick to protect his

wife to such an extent, and bankrupt such a Read family with a huge system at one blow, just to vent

Aimee's anger.

He was more determined about one thing that, in the future, he must curry favour with Aimee.

Aimee was extra lazy tonight.

After taking a shower, she got into the bed. As if she was tired, she wanted to sleep and didn't anyone

to disturb her.

Patrick went to the bathroom of a guest room to take a shower and came back to find Aimee already

lying down.

He almost didn't laugh out loud.

What was she afraid of?

He had already agreed to her, and will continue to cooperate with her request, pretending to be a weak

patient. With his body, what can he do to her?

However, despite agreeing to Aimee, it didn't prevent Patrick from being ready to tease her.

He walked over, lifted the quilt and went to bed, but instead of lying down on the position that should

belong to him, he leaned against the head of the bed and looked down at Aimee.

He said, "Aimee, come to bed so early. Are you inviting me?"

Aimee choked on the saliva when she heard this.

She coughed violently and her face flushed from the choking.

Patrick pulled her up, patted her on the back, and said, "Although I am very happy you're looking

forward to sharing the bed with me so much, since I have already promised you, naturally I cannot go

back on my word. Otherwise, Aimee, if you unban me, I will definitely not let you down."

Aimee just couldn't keep listening to Patrick's nonsense.

She finally relieved the discomfort of being choked, turned her head to stare at Patrick, and said, "Don't

go too far and talk nonsense. I don't mind beating you up."

After saying that, Aimee clenched her fist and waved it vigorously in front of Patrick's eyes.

Hmph, bastard man, did he want to experience being beaten?

She didn't mind beating him up and operating on him herself.