Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 45

Aimee is sitting on top of the couch in the inner room, waiting for Averi to pick up what she wants.

Of course, just after they came in, she had handed the gem to Averi and told her to go and take the item out herself.

The stalker entered the inner room and was relieved to see Aimee sitting on the sofa looking through the atlas.

Although Trace had reminded him to follow Lady Aimee, he must not let Lady Aimee find out, and, must find out, what Lady Aimee is doing.

Just now, he was about to think that Aimee hadn't left through the back door, only, their men went to the back door and didn't see Aimee's figure.

Now, seeing Aimee sitting here in good health, he finally has something to answer for.

Only, what he didn't understand was how Aimee would purposely come out to buy jewelry in the middle of the night, which was too weird.

In particular, Aimee's situation with the Reed family has been very clear to them for a long time.

Every single piece of jewelry here is not cheap, and Aimee is simply out of her league when she comes here to pick out jewelry.

The stalker unconsciously took a few more glances towards Aimee and inevitably had other thoughts in his mind.

It's hard to believe that the old Hayden gave Aimee a lot of money, the intention was to let Aimee take good care of their Master Patrick, and in the future, also more good husband and children.

However, Aimee took the money out to defeat and vanity to buy things she could never afford before.

Just the thought that it was such a possibility made the stalker's expression not so good.

This made the clerk serving him instantly alarmed and asked, "What's wrong? This gentleman, are you dissatisfied with our atlas?"

The stalker withdrew his eyes, casually flipped through the atlas twice and said, "My girlfriend has a very picky taste, these you showed me are still too common."

"So, wait a little longer, sir, we have other options to choose from, but can you tell me first, sir, what are your requirements in terms of price?" The clerk asked politely.

The stalker casually coped to, "I said, I'm not bad, just bring the best you have here, as for those you worry about, don't even need to care, I have plenty of money."

The store staff really can't do anything about this kind of customers who don't clearly state their requirements and don't clearly inform their capabilities.

She answered, and in the end, without saying anything more, she went into the more interior room.

In a moment, only Aimee and the stalker were left in the inner hall.

Aimee spared a glance at this stalker, said this guy also do not know how long to do this business, with a rash like, even they have been exposed have not been found, but actually dare to so boldly sizing up their own.

After thinking about it, she fished out her phone and secretly sent a message over to Averi, "Take the A book to him."

Since he has said that he is not bad, then, not ruthlessly let him bleed once, he is afraid that he does not know what is called social poisoning.

Averi's side quickly brought over the atlas and, by herself, entertained the lovely stalker.

The stalker's eyes went straight at the sight of Averi.

He could not remember what he was here for, and his eyes could not wait to grow on Averi's body.

Averi, who had long been accustomed to such stares and didn't mind anything, followed the process to introduce the contents of the atlas to her stalker, her voice a gentleness that was very much at odds with her face.

After hearing this voice from Averi, the stalker forgot even more about what he was here for.