Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 209

It was hard for Casey to understand why her grandpa said such words after she was away for two days.

She really can't accept it.

Moreover, how come there was such a little thing competing for favor in the family? Her precarious position in the family was even more insignificant now.

Casey sniffed and said, "Grandpa, he isn't your great-grandson. Why do you still spoil him more than me?"

Camdyn said, "How do you compare with our Flabby? Flabby is so cute. Take a look at you. What else can you do besides embarrassing me?"

Casey wanted to cry even more.

Sure enough, she was no longer the little princess in this family.

Casey looked towards Aimee and opened her mouth, but she still couldn't say what she wanted to say.

Aimee was not in a hurry, picked up Flabby who had jumped to her side, and played with him, the little fur ball.

Patrick also came over and sat beside Aimee, playing with the dog with her.

Casey finally took a deep breath and said, "Patrick, are you hungry?"

Patrick raised his eyebrows, looked at Casey, and asked, "What?"

"Patrick, do you want anything special to eat?" Casey hinted frantically.

Her eyes glanced at Aimee from time to time, just to tell Patrick quickly order food from Aimee, and let Aimee cook by herself.

Aimee had already seen what Casey meant, and now that she heard her say that. She really couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

What kind of tricks was she playing?

She turned her head and asked Patrick, "Mr. Hayden, do you want to eat meatballs? Let's eat meatballs with noodles. What do you think?"

In front of Camdyn and Casey, Aimee was naturally embarrassed to call Patrick darling, but called him Mr. Hayden.

Patrick said cooperatively, "Yes, meatballs with noodles, made by Aimee, must be delicious."

"Of course, I am very confident in my cooking skills." Aimee said, "Then, what else should I make? Why don't we go to the kitchen first and do what we have?"

"Alright." Patrick laughed.

The two stood up, and before heading to the kitchen, Aimee looked at Camdyn again and asked, "Grandpa, what do you want to eat?"

Camdyn thought for a while and said, "Braised pork belly."

This was Camdyn's favorite dish.

However, as he got older, it was really difficult for him to eat this dish as willfully as before.

Now, with Aimee, she can make this dish specially suitable for the elderly of his age without affecting any taste.

Aimee nodded and said, "Okay, Grandpa, just wait for me. It will be fine soon."