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Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 25

Back at Hayden's Mansion, Aimee runs into Casey as soon as she enters the door.

Seeing her enter, Casey rolled his eyes at her, grunted, and then, turned around and ran away.

Aimee looked at Casey's back speechlessly, having a headache with this spoiled child.

After returning to her room and putting her things away, Aimee went to Patrick's room.

Although Aimee felt speechless after she lost her temper towards herself during the massage in the morning, she still had to do her best to perform the image of a good wife.

Only, as soon as she entered, Aimee met Patrick's playful, inquisitive eyes.

She was now even more certain in her heart that Patrick, one hundred percent, had found out that she was in his room at night making small movements.

However, since he won't break it down, she continues to play dumb too.

She walked over, her eyes clear and innocent, her voice gentle as water, "Master Patrick , are you feeling well today? Let me give you a massage."

Patrick said to Aimee, with a slight hook at the corner of his mouth, "Not bad."

Aimee asked, pretending to be surprised, "Is there something good going on? It looks like you're in a good mood today."

"Found a very crafty cat, thought it was funny and wanted to tease her more." Patrick said.

Aimee is lifting the quilt hand unconsciously clenched, clenched into a small fist look.

If she hadn't been clutching the blanket to distract her, she really would have been unable to resist throwing her fist at Patrick.

How dare you call her a cat, or a cunning cat.

Aimee felt that she did not beat him to death because he was a patient.

She, on the other hand, is a little angel with a beautiful heart and the greatest love for her patients.

Aimee lifted the covers to reveal Patrick's left leg.

She said, "Master Patrick , I'm really sorry, I really thought you were resting last night, that's why I didn't come, don't worry, I'll give you a good massage and make up for yesterday's too."

Patrick looked at her with amusement, acting so well behaved and obedient as if he could do whatever he wanted to her.

He said, "That is not necessary, too much is not enough, just do what you should do every day, will not make up the next day."

Aimee tensed her lips, really annoyed with Patrick's blatant sarcasm.

Does she look that stupid?

I don't think she understands his words.

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