Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 164 What are you talking about

Patrick sat down across from Camdyn, grinning.

"Grandpa, this is between me and Aimee. You don't understand." Patrick said. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Camdyn's mouth twitched when he heard that.

This little bastard, why did he just shoot himself in the foot when he spoke?

He said, "Now I don't understand you young people."

Patrick smiled without saying a word, looked towards the direction of the kitchen, and then asked,

"Grandpa, I'm going to fix the Read family. When the time comes, don't be too angry."

Camdyn looked at Patrick, feeling it funny, and said, "Why am I angry? I don't know them well."

"No?" Patrick looked at Camdyn meaningfully and said, "If you are not familiar, why did you choose

Aimee?"

"Of course it's a secret that cannot be revealed. How can I tell you casually?" Camdyn said.

Patrick laughed. Seeing him recover now, this old man's attitude towards him had changed.

It really was...

Very fickle.

Aimee made tea and came over. As soon as she approached, she heard Patrick say, "Aimee, why did

you bring grandpa here? He scolded me as soon as he came, and made me feel that I might as well lie

down."

Patrick's words can be said to be very aggrieved, especially when he pulled Aimee over to sit beside

him, holding Aimee's hand tightly, with the appearance that he was clearly being bullied miserably.

Aimee was almost speechless by Patrick being like this.

She blinked her eyes and stared at Patrick for a long time, but she couldn't be sure that he was really

the Patrick she knew?

When Camdyn heard Patrick's words, he was so angry that he rolled his eye.

This little bastard actually smeared him in front of his granddaughter-in-law .

He was really infuriating…

When Patrick was about to say something, he heard Aimee say, "Mr. Hayden, can you be normal?"

Patrick like this really made her very uncomfortable.

Patrick was helpless. He deliberately pretended to be pitiful, and unexpectedly met a girl with a

straightforward personality like Aimee, which had no effect at all.

Camdyn couldn't help but burst out laughing directly. He gave Aimee a thumbs up unceremoniously,

and he almost didn't applaud Aimee: Well done!

Patrick raised his hand and pinched between his brows. Well, now he understood that the old man had

already united the front with his wife, and the two of them simply took pleasure in bullying him.

Aimee no longer paid attention to Patrick, but poured a cup of tea for Camdyn, and said, "Grandpa, try

this tea. It's especially suitable for drinking it in this season."

Camdyn picked up the teacup and took a sip. In addition to the smell of tea, there was also a faint

fragrance in it, which was very strange but very refreshing.

After Camdyn took a sip of the tea, as Aimee said, his whole body became cool and comfortable.

Patrick reached over to pour himself a cup of teas too, but Aimee stopped him.

Aimee said, "Mr. Hayden, you can't drink this tea."

This tea was cool in nature, and the medicinal materials she added in it also had calming and soothing

effect, which was not suitable for Patrick now.

When Patrick heard this, he became unhappy.

He said, "Aimee, aren't you biased?"

At this time, Camdyn made a sound on purpose when drinking the tea, as if he was afraid that Patrick

wouldn't know how delicious the tea was.

Patrick heard Camdyn's voice, and the more dissatisfied he became.

Aimee really didn't bother to pay attention to Patrick's inexplicable words, didn't even give him a look,

but went to talk to Camdyn instead.

Camdyn was proud of that, and he still didn't forget to say to Aimee, "Aimee, this tea is really good. I

like it very much. Can you give me some?"

Aimee naturally nodded in agreement, and then remembered what she had talked with Camdyn on the

way here.

She finally looked at Patrick and said, "Mr. Hayden, do you want to go back to Hayden's Mansion with

Grandpa?"

Patrick frowned, and almost immediately asked, "What about you?"

"Of course I'll go back too." Aimee said.

If her eyes were not too clear, Patrick would have thought that she was saying to him at this moment:

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Patrick looked towards Camdyn, and saw his expectant eyes. Then he had a bad idea, smiled evilly,

and said, "I don't want to."

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, he saw a look of disappointment in Camdyn's eyes.

Heh, little old man, didn't he come here to bully him on purpose? He would let him taste what it was like

to be bullied.

Aimee sensed Camdyn's loss, and wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything.

After all, it was Patrick's own decision, and she couldn't make it for him.

Camdyn's disappointment was only momentary. He took another sip of tea, and said, "I know, you

bastard wants to live a two-person world with your wife. I'm not the kind of clingy old guy who doesn't

know what to do but be the third wheel."

Patrick agreed and said, "Grandpa, you are very good at this."

Camdyn snorted softly, then turned serious and said, "You can't bully Aimee. Otherwise, even if you're

not under my nose, I can still deal with you."