Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 568

Chapter 568 You're going to make it

Aimee wasn't lying, though. She did have something to take care of.

April was doing really well, but it took her a lot longer to recover than Aimee had planned because of what happened before.

In order for April to be more stable and not have a sudden problem, Aimee needed to change her recovery plan.

When Aimee treated April, she actually found that April had a genetic problem in her body.

The problem, it seemed, was not simply genetic, but had been re-engineered.

However, Aimee won't say anything until she got a definitive answer.

She was also in her own way to know April's body.

When Patrick saw Aimee in the study, he didn't bother her.

He went to his study and began to deal with his work.

Lately Miles had found a reasonable excuse to dump all the work on him and let him do it.

Patrick was helpless, but there was really nothing he could do.

After all, after what happened to him, Miles did put in a lot of work.

After reading several documents, Patrick raised his hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows.

For some reason, he wondered if Miles was deliberately tormenting him, leaving him with difficult questions.

The western suburb development plan had been decided early on, but unexpectedly, it was targeted by the higher-ups, and the approval had not been given.

Patrick got a headache about it.

He knew why. Aimee saved April's life, and whatever their intentions, for everyone else, they chose to stand with Denis.

As a result, to want to carry on with the development was to face a very considerable difficulty.

But...

Patrick's gaze fell on the computer screen, where there was a detailed set of blueprint, similar to the one laid out on his desktop, but a little bit different.

Hidden in these solutions were details that were not easily noticed, and these were, in the end, the most important tools to win.

When Walter pushed the door open, he saw Patrick sitting on a chair, looking at something carefully.

He burst out laughing and said, "What's going on? You really got your job back?"

Patrick heard his gloating tone and immediately got a little angry.

He looked up at Walter. "Are you worried about me? Why don't you take it?"

"No, don't mess with me. I'm not interested in that. Just keep your head down and do your job," said Walter.

Patrick was speechless and just wanted to beat him up.

As the elder brother, he seldom had the self-awareness of taking this role. Among the four siblings, he was the most unreliable guy.

Patrick said, "You just bully us. Be careful to bully us till we can't stand. When the time comes to revolt, I'll see how you'll do."

Walter said disapprovingly, "Come on, we still have to have brotherly love. Don't you think it's fair to threaten your brother like that? Besides, I'm an artist. I don't know anything about these things. You can't give me a hard time."

Patrick was struck dumb and didn't want to bother to go on with him.

When Walter saw this, he didn't say anything else.

He walked outside, and before he left, he said to Patrick, "Patrick, I want to see April."

Patrick looked up from the file, looked at Walter, and said, "Ask Aimee."

"You're not coming?" Walter asked.

Patrick looked at Walter strangely, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

Walter said, "Good for you. You're not clinging to your wife anymore."

Was this guy having an abnormal brain? Otherwise, why did he say such strange words?

He said, "If you want to go, go now, or leave my wife alone."

Walter nodded, but didn't struggle.

He turned to Aimee's study and knocked on the door.

Aimee was writing a treatment plan, and when she heard the voice, she said, "Come in."

Walter pushed the door open and said to Aimee, "Aimee, can I go see April?"

"Walter, you're just in time. I was just about to look for you. I'm going over there now. You're coming with me," said Aimee, standing up, "Oh, by the way, Walter, you'd better pack a few things. You might need to be there for her after a while."

When Walter heard this, he was so happy that he said, "Aimee, just give me a minute. I'll be ready soon."

Aimee smiled and said, "OK, take your time."