Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 132: The self is largely wrong

When Patrick walked over, he saw Aimee drooling over Kelvin's cooking.

This instantly made his mood even worse.

He suddenly realized how a girl like Aimee could not have any suitors around her.

Men are too easily attracted to her and falling in love with her is simply a breeze.

Patrick has only just disposed of a love interest, but forgot that there is now one inside his home, which

makes him simply furious.

This Kelvin, he'll have to clean him up sooner or later.

Kelvin was the first to notice Patrick's gaze and naturally saw his hostility towards himself and knew,

where it was coming from.

He sighed breathlessly in his heart, but was still ready to add to Patrick's troubles on purpose. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

He said, "Aimee, these are all your favorites, it's been a long time since you've had them, try them and

see if my handiwork, has not regressed."

With that, Kelvin also picked up a shrimp and fed it to Aimee's mouth.

Aimee didn't think much about it at all and opened her mouth and bit into the shrimp inside.

After she chewed a few times, she swallowed and gave a thumbs up towards Kelvin, "Not bad, not bad,

very tasty, still my favorite taste."

Kelvin hooked up the corners of his mouth, looking satisfied that he was complimented by Aimee.

Patrick's eyes are even colder, looking at Kelvin's sight, are flooded with killing intent.

It was only then that Aimee noticed Patrick and hurriedly went over and pulled him over, saying,

"Master Patrick, try it, it's especially delicious."

With that, she drew the chopsticks from Kelvin's hand and picked up a shrimp and fed it to Patrick's

mouth.

In an instant, Patrick was pacified.

For one thing, it was hand-fed to him by Aimee.

Secondly, the chopsticks, which Aimee had used, rounded up, they were kissing.

Patrick ignored that playful gaze from Kelvin, chewed the underling inside his mouth, and said, "It is

indeed very good."

There was no way he could lie about that.

Kelvin, indeed, has a couple of tricks up his sleeve.

Aimee was very happy to hear his compliment.

She said, "Delicious, isn't it, delicious, I tell you oh, Kelvin's cooking, all taught by me, I'm great, right?"

Patrick smiled, raised his eyes and swept Kelvin, that gaze, meaningful.

Kelvin touched his nose, helplessly.

This blockage of their own is not known to add to anyone's body.

He can only be thankful that he really doesn't like Aimee.

Otherwise, at this moment he must have fought with Patrick.

Aimee didn't notice the exchange of words between the two men, she just looked at Patrick with bright

eyes and asked, "Master Patrick, is there anything else you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

Kelvin had already made four dishes and one soup, which was enough for the three of them to eat.

However, Patrick asked, as if he was intent on getting on Kelvin's bad side, "Is Mr. Prince going to stay

for dinner too?"

Kelvin now feels that even if he doesn't like Aimee, he really wants to fight with Patrick.

This guy, whether or not to speak a little bit of martial ethics?

He worked so hard to make a table of dishes, and as a result, without even a taste, Patrick wants to

kick him out?

He has a good temper, and at the moment there is some up.

He really will not go, see what he can do with himself.

Kelvin said, "I'm just hungry, let's eat before we go back."

Otherwise, he would have to find a small restaurant all by himself and fill his stomach.

Although the big man is not so pretentious, but it is inevitable to feel sorry for yourself.

Because, he can't expect that Ashton guy, will have a little bit of conscience, waiting for him to eat

together.

When Patrick heard him say that, he hooked the corner of his mouth and said, "Then let's eat, Aimee,

I'm already hungry, and I think Mr. Prince made enough for us to eat together, so you should stop for

now."

Aimee nodded and said, "Good."

Kelvin was so angry that he shook his head straight.

He had never really thought before that Patrick would be such a childish person.

How could he not understand what he meant?

He just doesn't want Aimee's cooking to be eaten by him.

It's so childish that it's ridiculous.

Aimee had already served rice, sat down beside Patrick and said to him, "You'd better have a little soup

first and chew slowly, but from now on, you don't need to control your diet so much anymore, you can

eat whatever you want."

During this time, Patrick's life was indeed too hard, and Aimee had some heartache for him.

But, finally, the bitter days are over, and in the future, everything, everything will be fine.

Patrick took the soup handed to him by Aimee and drank it in obediently.

Kelvin took all of this in stride and was very surprised.

He suddenly felt that it was good, at least, in Aimee's case, Patrick was a perfect husband.

A man, the most gentle thing, by and large, is that he will listen to his daughter-in-law.

However, this thing, in the whole world, may be only a small percentage of men can do.

Patrick did a great job on this one.

Kelvin is genuinely, genuinely happy for Aimee.

The atmosphere during the meal was very harmonious and cordial.

Only, this atmosphere, only between Patrick and Aimee.

Kelvin quietly ate his meal, and for a few moments, he regretted very much that there was something

wrong with him to stay, by and large.

This bowl of dog food is even better than the food he cooked.

After dinner, Kelvin left straight away.

Aimee took care of the next cleanup, putting all the dishes in the dishwasher, and when she turned her

head, she saw Patrick leaning by the kitchen door with his arms around her.

Patrick asked, "Madame seems to be on very good terms with Mr. Prince."

"Indeed." Aimee didn't have any shade.

She and Kelvin are considered to have known each other the earliest and have experienced the most

together.

It can be said that having said that there is no Kelvin, those forces she has abroad, the pendulum may

be so peaceful.

Kelvin was a big help to her in this matter.

She said, "We sort of have a life-long friendship, have been born together, and are very important

friends of mine."

Patrick sniffed, his eyes changed, not in jealousy of Kelvin, but very suspicious of the birth of Aimee's

mouth.

He asked, "Aimee, what have you been through?"

Aimee froze for a moment, and for a while, didn't really know how to answer Patrick's question.

She bit her mouth and said, "Something that, when others hear it, they may find it horribly

exaggerated."

Even she herself, when she thought of those things, she felt very magical.