Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 474

Chapter 474 You are not allowed to laugh

Aimee never regretted it like this.

How could she forget how strong Patrick was in sex ability.

She actually let him bully her.

If she could go back in time, Aimee would never have acted in that play to be bullied by Patrick.

This man who had been repressed for too long, no matter how restrained he was, will only restrain his strength and will not hurt her or the baby, let alone use any strange postures.

The result, however, was that the time was too long.

In the end, she used tricks, but she could only rest when Patrick was satisfied.

Aimee couldn't stop crying. She was already much more delicate since she was pregnant, but now she was even more pitiful.

But Patrick was in a good mood, and he kept coaxing her.

If Aimee had any strength left, she'd kick Patrick out of bed.

After such an indulgence, it led directly to Aimee sleeping into the afternoon the next day.

She slept so well that, except Patrick, the Haydens were all worried if something had happened to Aimee.

This meant that Patrick knew what was going on, so he could only avoid the subject.

It was not until the afternoon that Aimee regained her strength, and then she was about to starve to death.

When she came down the stairs, Aimee's legs were still shaking a little.

However, it couldn't change her mood that she was about to eat.

Aimee went straight to the dinning room. Fortunately, Patrick had already prepared the food, and Aimee could eat it whenever she woke up.

After Aimee ate a chicken leg and half a plate of shrimp, she finally felt comfortable in her stomach.

Only then did she eat slowly, not knowing if it was breakfast, lunch, or dinner.

Camdyn came back from outside and saw Aimee sitting at the dining table eating.

He went over and asked worriedly, "Aimee, what's wrong? If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me.

Patrick, the bastard, didn't know how to take care of his wife, and it broke his heart.

Aimee immediately said, "Grandpa, I'm fine. I'm healthy, and the baby is healthy. It's just that I was too tired a few days ago, so I slept a little more."

If Patrick were in the dinning room now, he would definitely see Aimee rolling her eyes.

It was all his fault that she was like this.

Camdyn said, "Aimee, don't hide it from me. Even though I am old, I can't handle things."

Aimee found it funny and immediately said, "Grandpa, I'm really fine. You see. I ate so much. You know I'm fine."

Only then did Camdyn breathe a sigh of relief. There were seven or eight plates on the table, and they were almost empty.

Seeing that Camdyn was silent, Aimee said again, "Besides, Grandpa, I am a doctor. No one knows my body better than I do, so you can rest assured."

Camdyn nodded and said, "Well then, Aimee, I believes in you."

Aimee smiled and said, "Grandpa, it's really all right. You can really rest assured."

Camdyn said nothing more.

When Aimee finally ate and drank enough, her physical strength was much restored.

Patrick returned from outside, and when he saw that she had eaten so much, he dragged her out for a walk without saying a word.

The data he got from Mariam was very detailed that during the course of pregnancy, pregnant women can easily eat more food than they needed.