Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 271

At dawn, Aimee and Patrick hugged each other, keeping each other warm.

In fact, it was more that Aimee who was keeping Patrick warm.

Even with Aimee's coat on his body, Patrick's face was still pale with cold at this moment.

The temperature on the mountain was very strange. It was not like an ordinary one with simple drop in temperature.

After staying on this mountain for a long time, they can feel that this mountain seemed to be shrouded in a cloud of mist, making the temperature much lower than the original.

If not, Patrick wouldn't be frozen like this.

Aimee hugged Patrick tightly. Seeing that his lips were bloodless, she was anxious and distressed.

Finally, when the sky was bright, the mountain was still surrounded by fog, and the visibility was not as good as at night.

Aimee tightened Patrick's clothes, stroked his back, and said, "Darling, the visibility is too poor now, and it's not convenient for us to go down the mountain now. Just wait a little longer."

Even if Patrick was strong enough, he couldn't do what he wanted at the moment.

He leaned against Aimee, trying not to look even more miserable.

He didn't want to worry Aimee either.

Finally, by the time the sun was fully up, visibility returned and so did the temperature.

Aimee took a good look at the mountain road, which was more difficult than she thought.

She was really depressed to the extreme. Lorenzo was really a bastard.

She should have known it. How could the village head, who was merciless to his own daughter, not be ruthless to them?

He didn't poison them, which probably was his mercy to them.

Aimee held Patrick's hand and said, "Darling, let's go forward. Let's go and see."

"Let's go," Patrick put his arms around Aimee's waist, and said, "It maybe hard for you to help me."

Patrick really felt a little uncomfortable, light-headed, and a little dizzy just standing.

Last night's show off caused Patrick trouble at this moment.

If he had known it earlier, he would not have been stubborn, but now he was holding back.

Aimee held Patrick's waist and said, "Darling, don't worry. I'll take care of you."

Patrick laughed, feeling helpless.

Finally, the two walked down the mountain from the middle of it, but found that they were walking around, not knowing why. After walking for a long time, they found that they had returned to the original place without making any progress at all.

But Patrick's physical condition was getting worse now.