Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 256

Aimee looked at Patrick and asked softly, "Darling, what should we do now?"

It was not impossible to rush forward and fight recklessly now.

If they continued to wait just to be on the safe side, they didn't know how long they will have to wait.

For them, time was not enough.

Patrick was also thinking about this question that should they rush over now.

Just when they were thinking, suddenly an old voice sounded, "Friends from afar, please come in and have a seat."

As soon as they heard so, the expressions of Aimee and Patrick instantly tensed up, and then there was a long silence.

The old voice sounded not in a hurry, but just waited patiently, without urging or showing any anger.

Patrick and Aimee looked at each other, held their breath, and could only communicate with each other at the moment.

As of now, there was no other choice.

Patrick took Aimee's hand and walked out first.

When the two of them came out of the dark, they naturally received countless hostile sights.

However, among these gazes, they noticed that there was a gaze that was benevolent, kind, and even indescribably excited.

This made the two of them wonder for a moment, not knowing where this sight came from.

Patrick held Aimee's hand tightly, keeping her a little behind him.

If they attacked them, he can quickly protect her behind him. In this way, even if he was targeted, as long as Aimee was not in danger, it was enough.

Aimee thought the same way, always looking for an opportunity to move from behind Patrick to the front.

However, her strength was not enough to compete with Patrick.

Aimee felt a little helpless. She knew she wouldn't be able to cure him. Now she was no longer his opponent.

Aware of Aimee's emotions, Patrick was really helpless.

In such a time, this girl actually still had the mood to compete with him.

He didn't even know if he was going to praise her for being careless.

The two finally reached the main entrance and saw an old man.

That man probably was the head of Veggia Village. With white hair and white beard, he was holding a dragon-headed crutch, looking calm and prestigious.

Aimee and Patrick stood in front of him. Although they still couldn't figure out what he wanted to do, they could feel that the old man had no hostility towards them.

This alone was enough for Aimee and Patrick to breathe a sigh of relief.

At least, judging from the current situation, they were not in any danger for the time being.

Although the man was very old, his eyes were still shrewd and bright. A pair of hawk-like eyes were watching Aimee and Patrick. Seeing that the two of them didn't have any frightened expressions, the old man finally said, "Why do you come from afar to the remote village?"

Aimee was about to speak, but her hand was held by Patrick's. Patrick said, "I don't want to offend, but we do come here with something and want to ask for advice."

The old man looked at Patrick , and naturally saw his movement clearly.

His face was expressionless, but his eyes were shining, telling Aimee and Patrick that he was not convinced by Patrick's words.