Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 571

Chapter 571 Patrick is provoking him

Walter took the tray upstairs and pushed open April's door.

April was still asleep.

Walter hesitated, then gently put the tray aside and sent a message to Patrick. "Patrick, will you ask Aimee if I need to wake her up for dinner now?"

Soon, Patrick replied, "Yes."

Walter took the phone back, but there was a bit of a struggle.

Seeing April sleeping so soundly and with such a sweet expression on her face, Walter was reluctant to wake her up.

However, for April's body, Walter was very helpless. He can only walk over and called April up.

April opened her eyes in a daze, but didn't seem upset.

She looked at Walter and asked, "Did you wake me up for dinner?"

Walter heard that, smiled, and said, "Are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry," April said, shaking her head. "But Dr. Read said I need to eat on time, take my medicine on time, and then get more sleep."

Ever since she had woken up from the operation, she had been woken up in her sleep and given her meds and meals on time.

She was used to it.

April sat up in bed, looked at Walter, and asked expectantly, "What do I eat today?"

Although April can't eat a lot of things now, what she had everyday was still very delicious.

So, the time of eating every day became the time that April looked forward to most, though at dinner time, she will eat a bitter medicine.

Walter said, "Porridge, and some vegetables, cabbage."

April's eyes were already on the dinner plate, and when she saw a small piece of chicken, she was immediately happy.

"I can eat meat," April said with a smile.

For the past few days, she could only eat vegetables. Now she can eat meat.

She was so happy.

Walter looked at April's cute face and was instantly affected by her.

He brought the tray over and set it on the small table that had been set up. He looked around the room, but couldn't find the green pill that Aimee was talking about.

April saw his eyes and knew what he was looking for.

She said, "Are you looking for my medicine?"

Walter looked at April and said, "You're hiding it?"

April fumbled under her pillow and found a pill box that contained the pills that Walter was looking for.

Walter, dumbfounded, came over and took April's pill box.

He said, "No?"

"It's bitter," April said.

Even though April knew it was not something she can hide from, she still wanted to hide it.

Walter said, "Do you have any idea how much longer this is going to take?"

"A dozen days, maybe," April said.

Fortunately, she took this medicine once a day, and if she had to eat it at every meal, she wouldn't even eat.

Walter said, "Well, let's go for another 10 days or so, shall we?"

His voice was very gentle, as if to coax April.

April looked at Walter for a long moment and said, "You seem different since you've been back."

"Really?" Walter raised an eyebrow, looked at April, and, as if curious, asked, "What's different?"

"Everything's different," April said.

When abroad, this man was simply a bastard and won't be gentle to her.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have hit him while he was drinking.

When Walter heard that, he looked at April and said, "Do you like me abroad or do you like me at home?"

April's face was instantly hot, and her eyes subconsciously averted.

She didn't expect Walter to be so straight.

April pursed her lips and changed the subject. "I'm going to miss my medication time if you don't give it to me."

Walter smiled, knowing that she was shy, and said nothing more.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up a spoon, and put a spoonful of porridge to April's lips.

April froze for a moment, then looked up at Walter, as if in disbelief.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Walter asked.

"I can do it myself," April said.

Walter said, "Give it a chance."

April kept an eye on Walter. There was no way to turn him down.

She nodded and ate the porridge with Walter's help.

At the first bite, April's heart was full of joy.

The taste of porridge was too good, making her have a good appetite.

On the second bite, April was still full of joy, thinking she could eat two big bowls of it.

By the third bite, however, April didn't look good.

She took this bite so slowly that she didn't want to swallow it at all.

Walter, of course, seemed to see April's point of view.

He didn't push her but just looked at her.