Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 327

Chapter 327 Died in a Car Accident

After Patrick left, Mariam sat on the sofa, holding a cup of black tea and sipping carefully.
She looked at Eden's desperate expression, laughed lowly, and said, "What? What advice did Pat give you? Have you figured out how to deal with us?"
Eden froze, and immediately looked at his mother with a silly smile, saying, "Mom, I can't even understand what you are talking about."
"I've been upstairs for so long, but you didn't study it carefully?" Mariam put down the teacup and said.
Eden didn't dare show his hole card right now, and immediately waved his hands like a weak and innocent person, saying, "Mom, don't wrong us. Patrick is so focused on Aimee now. Why would he have time to talk to me? Ah, don't talk nonsense."
Seeing Eden's categorical denial, Mariam knew what happened.
She could tell what her son was thinking from his expression.
As far as the change in his expression before and after she went upstairs, Mariam was already very sure that her son had many bad ideas.
However, since he had denied it so firmly, then, as his mother, she will not expose him.
She could wait and see how he exposed it himself.
Anyway, their family members had already expected the tricks he could think of, and they were just waiting for him to use them.
Mariam smiled and said, "Since you said that, well, I'm wrong and apologize to you. So, now, let's choose a date for tomorrow."
Eden almost admired Mariam's insistence, but he couldn't be too arrogant. He had to hold on. He had to continue to be his mother's good boy, and he could only bite the bullet and watch his mother bring a new one Hundreds of photos.
She said to Eden, "Choose."
Eden wanted to cry but can't.
He couldn't figure it out that, Ben and Damion were single but not bothered at all, not even Miles.
After choosing three photos with tears in his eyes, Eden said, "Mom, can I see them all at once? I don't choose three every day. It's so tiring."
"You wish. Do you think you are a king choosing your concubine?" Mariam said.
"But, mom, I see different girls every day, and the news has already spread. Isn't it the same?" Eden protested.
Mariam thought about it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.
However, she did not compromise on this, but said, "After we discuss it, I will tell you the result."
Eden heard this and knew there was a hope.
He immediately nodded in response, as if obediently obeying the arrangement.
Mariam glanced at him but understood what his true purpose was.
What can he do if she didn't agree?
Both had their own ulterior motives, and they were both planning their own plans.
Eden was more determined. He had to plan carefully how to make them give up the idea that he had to marry within a short time.
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Aimee had an operation today. After returning to the office after the operation, she was informed that there was a visitor.
Aimee frowned suspiciously, but let the visitor in anyway.
It was Vincent who came to visit her, and the moment he saw Aimee, his gaze was still unknowingly passionate.
If it wasn't for the fact that there was no that kind of feelings between men and women in his gaze, Aimee would have asked him to get out of her office.
Clearing her throat lightly, Aimee said, "Mr. Burke, please sit down."
Vincent maintained proper etiquette, and after sitting down on a sofa, the heat in his eyes subsided a little.
He didn't beat about the bush, but said straight to the point, "I know it's not proper to come to you so abruptly, but I hope you can agree to my request. Can we go to a paternity test to confirm our kinship relationship?"
Aimee heard the words, and remained silent for a long time.
She looked at Vincent, and finally asked, "Mr. Burke, I am very puzzled. Why do you have that assumption that you and I may be relatives?"
Vincent said, "Your eyes are very similar to our mother, almost exactly the same. I believe that as long as you see the picture of our mother, you will understand what I mean."
As he spoke, Vincent turned on his mobile phone and handed it over. What was displayed on the screen was a photo of a woman.
The woman was wearing a pale pinkish long dress, sitting dignifiedly and elegantly on a wooden chair, and holding a round fan in her hand. Her hair was tied in a bun behind her head, which looked gentle and intellectual.
As Vincent said, her eyes were exactly the same as Aimee's, but when this photo was taken, the woman's eyes were very gentle, a little softer than Aimee's. just from the photo, it can be seen that the woman was a very well-bred person who was gentle in every gesture.
Aimee couldn't describe the feeling in her heart, but a familiar feeling lingered in her mind.
She could actually understand the reason, but there was still a strange and complicated emotion in her heart.
Aimee handed the phone back to Vincent and said, "Mr. Burke, you show me this photo, could it be..."
She didn't go on, but Vincent already understood.
Vincent nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Our mother passed away seven years ago, in a car accident."
He didn't make it very clear. In fact, that car accident was very tragic.
All three people in the car died at the scene.
It was a major traffic accident. A container vehicle suddenly deviated from the lane, and the body toppled over, pressing two cars under a container.
It was too late to call an ambulance. A total of five people in the two cars died on the spot.
Among them was a seven-month-old baby.
Some people commented afterwards that instant death on the spot was actually considered the greatest luck in this unfortunate event.
Otherwise, according to the tragic situation in which the corpses were pulled out of the cars after the container was lifted, even if the people were alive, they would have their life ruined and disabled.
Vincent had seen it before, and every time he thought about it, he felt extremely sad.
Their mother had been pursuing being pretty all her life, and she was always meticulous about her appearance, not allowing the slightest blemish.
However, at the moment of the end of life, her beautiful look was not even left.
Thinking about it alone made Vincent's heart ache.