Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 208

Patrick and Aimee returned to Hayden's Mansion in the afternoon.

On the way, Aimee didn't speak to Patrick.

She was no longer angry but simply ashamed.

When she went to change clothes, she found that her body was covered with marks made by him, and she couldn't cover them.

There was no other way that she could only wear a high-necked long-sleeved shirt and a pair of very formal suit trousers in such weather to wrap herself tightly.

Fortunately, they were indoors all the time, and after getting in the car, the air conditioner was also turned on extremely low.

In this way, she was able to keep a relatively comfortable temperature.

Patrick drove the car while smiling.

He was in a really good mood. If Aimee wasn't really on the verge of getting angry now, he would really tease her again.

The car drove into Hayden's Mansion, and Aimee held on to the seat belt, not wanting to get out of the car for a long time.

However, Camdyn heard the voice and came out of it with Flabby in his arms.

Aimee can only open the door to get out of the car.

As Camdyn saw Aimee, he was taken aback.

He asked, "Aimee, it's thirty-nine degrees today. Aren't you feeling hot?"

Aimee was about to cry, and her face was even more red.

She gritted her teeth and said firmly, "Grandpa, I'm not feeling hot."

After saying it, Aimee heard Patrick laughing.

She was even more depressed. This hateful man had to expose her intention.

Aimee cleared her throat lightly, and said to Camdyn, "Grandpa, I remembered I have to deal with something. I'll go in first."

After speaking, Aimee ran into it without looking back.

Flabby was very happy to see her back, and wanted her to hug him, but in the end, she rushed into the room like a gust of wind, without even giving him a look.

Flabby was whining and howling incessantly, as if he had been abandoned.

Patrick came over, pinched the puppy's neck, and said, "Don't bark. Your mom is angry. Help me coax her later."

Flabby: "Aww... aww..."

Camdyn instantly understood what was going on.

He glared at Patrick, but said, "Nice job."

Patrick smiled lightly, looked at Camdyn, and said, "Grandpa, if Aimee hears what you said, she will have to be angry with you."

Camdyn said, "No, Aimee will only be angry with you."

Patrick was speechless, looked at Camdyn with an amused look, and said, "Grandpa, if Aimee puts the blame on me, it means that I may be kicked out of the bedroom. Do you still think it's okay?"

Camdyn's expression froze instantly.

Yes, if Patrick was kicked out of the bedroom, it meant that his wish to have a great-grandchild will be stranded again.

Camdyn glared at Patrick and said, "Then why are you still here with me? Why don't you coax Aimee?"

He didn't understand how could he, a smart old man, have such a stupid grandson as Patrick?

Patrick made his wife unhappy, but he didn't even know how to coax her.

Hey, it really broke his heart.

Patrick touched his nose and wanted to say that he was completely embarrassed by Aimee now, and it was really not an easy task to coax her.

However, in front of Camdyn, he absolutely refused to lose face.

Walking up the stairs, Patrick heard Camdyn say to Flabby, "Flabby, you can't learn from your dad. Your dad is so stupid. I don't even want to talk about him."

Camdyn's tone was full of dislike for Patrick.

Patrick was so helpless. When did he become a dog's negative example?

However, this little dog seemed to understand it, and he fit well with Camdyn's words, barking non-stop.

It just made Patrick want to teach this puppy a lesson.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Patrick said again, "I promise I won't make it where you can see it in the future, okay?"

Aimee took the sponge back from his hand, snorted softly, and said, "I want to punish you. You are not allowed to touch me again."

She had to make a rule with Patrick, and she couldn't let him do whatever he wanted.

Otherwise, she can imagine how difficult her future life will be.

Patrick heard the words, but raised his brows lightly, smiled and said nothing.

Of course, she just said it casually.

At that time, whether he can follow, of course, was up to him.

Aimee saw his expression, and knew that he was planning something in his heart.

She frowned, and decided not to talk to Patrick again. She didn't believe that if she really didn't allow it, could he still force her?

Finally, after Aimee covered all her exposed skin, the embarrassment in her heart was suppressed.

Camdyn was at home, and she was too embarrassed to always stay upstairs. After changing her clothes, she went downstairs.

To her surprise, Casey was there.

When she saw her coming down the stairs, a look of discomfort visibly slipped across Casey's face.

Aimee looked at her amusedly, guessing that she had something to say to her.

However, she didn't rush to speak, but waited for Casey to speak first.

Casey sniffed and tugged at Camdyn's arm, trying to hinting something to him.

Camdyn ignored her at all, holding Flabby in his arms and looking like a good father.

Casey was very depressed. In her grandfather's heart, could she not be as good as a dog?

Looking at her expression, Aimee felt even more amused.

She walked to the opposite sofa and sat down. Flabby kicked his legs and was about to get off Camdyn's arms, trying to go to Aimee.

Camdyn snorted angrily, "You little heartless dog. You forgot who gave you food, drink and play with you these past two days? Now that you see your mom coming over, you despise me, the old man. Oh my heart, I'm so disappointed”