Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 147

River looked at Beata's innocent face, and his heart softened instantly.

In the family, probably only his precious sister was a clean and clear existence.

He asked, "Beata, tell me, why do you like writing novels so much?"

"I don't know. I just like it." Beata frowned, but she didn't want to think too much about it. She said, "Maybe I'm really a genius. Let me tell you, my readers are especially cute, praise me for writing well, praise my stories are touching and interesting. I really like them."

River laughed lowly. His eyes were filled with endless love for his younger sister.

How could he not know how many fans she had?

At the beginning, he actually wanted to order his subordinates to read Beata's novels every day, but even though he was already a madman who loved his sister so much, he really couldn't read Beata's novels.

He also can't embarrass his subordinates.

In particular, he actually felt from the bottom of his heart that Beata simply chose the wrong path.

She was not suitable for this line of work.

However, because of Beata's young age, River didn't mind letting her suffer setbacks, so that she can move forward bravely when facing more difficulties in the future.

However, although he thought so, he still couldn't change Beata's passion for writing

When no one read her books, she will not feel discouraged. When someone collected it, she will be happy all day long.

Now, with three or four people commenting, Beata was already happy like this.

River really felt that Beata was a simple little girl, with simple emotions.

He touched Beata's head and said, "Then continue working hard."

Beata blinked her eyes, looked at River strangely, and said, "River, there is something wrong with you. You actually encouraged me today."

Usually , River was really good to her, and he wanted to spoil her.

However, River had never had such an attitude towards her writing novels.

At best he didn't comment.

River said, "Seeing you are so happy, of course I want to encourage you."

Beata didn't think too much, because with River's encouragement, she was even happier.

She happily said good night to River and went back to her room.

The smile on River's face disappeared instantly.

His subordinate's efficiency was very low this time, and it had been so long, but they still hadn't brought Matilda's information over.

River's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his face gradually turned icily cold.

It was really strange. It was just a woman. How could it be so difficult to figure out?

Finally, the subordinate walked in with a very embarrassed expression on his face.

"Mr. Knight, we are incompetent. Matilda's information is the same as before." said the subordinate.

River's expression became even colder, and his subordinate was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe.

After a long time, River sneered.

She even wondered if she had done something bad outside to make Patrick feel so resentful.

"I found out that I might as well be in bed," Patrick said.

At that time, Aimee would go home from work regardless of what was important.

Now, after she got off work, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and she didn't come back.

Patrick just couldn't help feeling that he was the husband who stayed alone in the vacant house.

Aimee sensed the meaning of his words, couldn't hold it back, glared at Patrick, and said, "If you dare to say such a thing again, believe it or not, I will really let you lie back on the bed and let you never be cured again."

She wasn't alarmist at all. She had the ability to heal Patrick, and naturally she also had the ability to paralyze him forever.

Everything was just a matter of her scalpel.

Patrick didn't doubt what Aimee said, stretched out his hand, and pulled Aimee over, making her sit beside him, "Then tell me, when will I be able to move freely?"

He was really a bit too boring.

Aimee ordered him to do nothing, and sent Kelvin over to keep an eye on him while she was at work.

There was also an instinctual discord between Patrick and Kelvin, which made him completely unwilling to have too much conversation with Kelvin.

But with Kelvin around, Patrick had many things that he can't do clearly.

That was what made him so boring.

Aimee stretched out her hand, pressed on his back, and said, "Just wait a few more days. I won't hurt you. You have endured for such a long time. Can't you even afford to wait for such a few days?"