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Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 91

Patrick saw that Miles was still here and said, "You're not leaving yet."

Miles gave him a breathless look, but did not raise his voice with him, and directly walked out of the room.

Aimee handed Patrick her fork and said, "Aren't you afraid he'll get mad if you treat him like that?"

"He won't." Patrick said.

He didn't take the fork, but looked at Aimee , and said, "You feed me."

Aimee was speechless, but took the fork and said, "Why don't you do it yourself?"

Patrick said, "Cherish the time when the lady hand-feeds me."

Aimee smiled and thought about it, and that's really what happened.

Soon, after Patrick's surgery, his body will recover and he won't have the chance to be so naughty anymore.

Aimee didn't hesitate to pick up her fork and start feeding Patrick.

As she was about to ladle his soup, she heard Patrick say, "Later, I'll feed you instead."

Aimee's hand trembled, to Patrick's words, there is still some time unable to accept.

She looked up at him and said, "My fingers are so nimble, why do I need you to feed me."

Patrick's eyes fell on the top of her fingers. Indeed, a doctor's hands are much more flexible than those of an ordinary person.

What's more, it's a miracle doctor like Aimee.

Patrick has automatically regarded her as a miracle doctor, has automatically thought that Aimee's hands are the most valuable hands in the world.

He said, "Your hand, it needs to be well protected, from now on, this kind of small things, leave it to me."

Aimee was stunned for a moment before she finally couldn't help but say, "Slick talk."

Patrick is getting really weird now, saying things like that off the cuff.

This left Aimee very confused, not knowing how to take his words.

She had never encountered such a situation before.

But she doesn't hate this feeling, she just gets flustered, as if, afraid that if this continues, what she is hiding inside, will be discovered.

Aimee took a shrimp, peeled the shell and stuffed it into Patrick's mouth, "Focus on eating, no talking."

Patrick laughed out loud, she was shy.

This kind of Aimee makes him feel very cute, and he wants to take her under his wings even more, never giving her the chance to leave him.

However, Patrick cooperated with Aimee and concentrated on eating without saying anything else.

But his eyes were glued to Aimee's face, with no less force, making Aimee extra uncomfortable with every movement of her food.

Finally, when Aimee could not stand Patrick's gaze, she took Patrick's hand, shoved the fork into his hand, and said, "Eat it yourself."

After that, Aimee stood up, went to get a bottle of water, and gulped it down.

Patrick laughed lowly and did not tease Aimee anymore, but really focused on eating.

When all the dishes had been swept away, Patrick said, "I'm already looking forward to the day when we'll be sitting at the same table."

Aimee was touched by Patrick's words, the heart was pulled a little, unconsciously also began to imagine the image, but really on ......

Pretty wonderful.

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