Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 153

When the takeaway arrived, Aimee hadn't arrived yet.

Kelvin opened the door. When he received the takeaway, he shook his head unconsciously when he saw what was there.

He could already see what Aimee was going to do.

Aimee hadn't made this dish since she faked her death.

Now, to bring this dish out again, it was conceivable that in Aimee's heart, Patrick was already an important part in her heart.

Taking the ingredients out of the bag, Kelvin sent a message to Aimee, "Can I help you with the ingredients?"

Soon, he received a reply from Aimee on the phone, "No, I will do it myself."

Since it was a reward meal for Patrick, there was no reason to ask for help.

Kelvin choked again after seeing the message.

Okay, he'd better pack up and go straight back.

It was really unbearable.

How could he have imagined that Aimee displayed their affection in such a way.

Patrick had been staying in the room since he failed to trap Kelvin.

Kelvin didn't have any objections either, and left after tidying up his things.

Tomorrow, finally Aimee won't have to go to the hospital, and he won't be used to serve Patrick anymore.

It was very strange that Aimee still insisted on recuperating Patrick even though he had almost recovered.

There were times when Kelvin really didn't know what Aimee was thinking.

After Kelvin left, Aimee came back.

Instead of looking for Patrick, she went straight to work in the kitchen.

Until dark.

Patrick looked at the time before coming out of the bedroom.

Hearing the voice from the kitchen, Patrick thought Kelvin was still there, so he sat down on the sofa.

However, it was already this time, and Aimee hadn't come back yet, which really made Patrick feel it too strange.

Just as he was thinking about calling Aimee, he saw a slender figure walking out of the kitchen.

Seeing him sitting on the sofa, Aimee was also taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "I'm going to call you. We can prepare to have dinner."

Patrick had already got up and walked over, asking, "When did you come back?"

"It's been four hours." Aimee replied.

It took more than three hours for her to make this dish, and with the processing of the ingredients, no matter how quick her movements were, it will take almost an hour.

Calculated in this way, it would be more than four hours.

Patrick helplessly raised his hand and rubbed her head, and said, "You didn't tell me when you came back."

"I thought you were resting," Aimee said.

In addition, she wanted to concentrate on cooking. If she asked Patrick to come out, maybe he was going to make trouble.

Aimee didn't want to.

Patrick said, "I thought Kelvin was still there."