Spoil My Husband after Rebirth novel Chapter 36

"Master Zimmerman, you're having trouble moving. Let me take care of you. You don't have to be shy. We are husband and wife. We are the closest people.", Roxane tried to pick up his pants again. Bricks was quick-eyed and grabbed her presumptuous jade hands.

He has a calm face, and his tone has increased a bit.

"Roxane, I will let you out!"

Roxane withdrew her hand, oh, and then walked away reluctantly, closing the door for him by the way.

When the door closed, Roxane covered her mouth and smiled, "Do you still want to fix me?"

I don't know who suffers.

When Bricks came out of the bathroom, Roxane was half lying on the bed, holding a plate of fruit, and was eating with relish. Seeing him coming out, she smiled and asked, "Master, do you want to eat fruit?"

Bricks ignored her while pushing the wheelchair over to her.

Roxane jumped out of bed wittily, put the unfinished fruit on the bedside table, and went to help Bricks to the bed, but he refused.

Seeing him sitting on the bed strenuously, Roxane looked distressed and said, "You have to keep on doing the therapy and practice walking more, so that you can recover. If you always sit in a wheelchair, your muscles would tend to atrophy."

Bricks still ignored her and lay down on his own.

Roxane pursed her mouth, looked at him for two minutes, then leaned forward cheeky, smiling hippielike, "Master, are you still angry with me? I admit that I liked Tobias in the past, but that's all in the past. Now I don't like him anymore. I only like you."

She touched his face, and when he glared at her, she grinned again with a sweet voice, "Master, I know you don’t actually like me. You’re defenseless for a lifetime, but I will make you like me."

Bricks finally moved his lips and said coldly, "Cheeky."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Bricks: ...

"Master Zimmerman, shall we sleep together tonight?"

"If you are willing to sleep on the floor, I have no objection."

After Bricks finished speaking, he turned over and turned his back to Roxane, not wanting her to see that his handsome face was a little cracked.

His wife is becoming more and more presumptuous, and he has begun to tolerate her presumptuous.

What a hell!

It only took a few days to get the certificate.

Roxane happily slid out of bed, "Master, wait for me, I will take a bath, soon."

Bricks' face was indifferent.

She said it as if they were going to do something in a while.

After Roxane took the clothes and went into the bathroom, Bricks turned over and thought about it. He sat up, and then returned to the wheelchair with difficulty, then pushed the wheelchair by himself and fled.

Reaching out and drew a few tissues from the bedside table, Bricks wiped the thin sweat from his forehead.

As long as he has that dream, when he wakes up, he will always sweat and sometimes panting, acting as if he really was in a dream.

Turning on the headlights in the room, Bricks was completely drowsy, so he got out of bed with difficulty, got into the wheelchair with difficulty, and then pushed the wheelchair to a desk in the room.

He opened a drawer of the desk and took out a circle of paintings from it.

The circle painting was spread on the table, but it was a portrait without facial features. The painting was a woman. He painted that woman based on the memory in his dream.

Since he still couldn't see the facial features of that woman, he couldn't draw the other person's appearance.

"Who on earth are you? Why do you come into my dreams again and again?"

Bricks muttered to himself.

This dream entangled him for a while, and it had already affected his sleep.

"I never owe a romantic debt. No matter who you are, don't come to me again."

Bricks collected the picture scroll and put it back in the drawer.

After sitting still at the desk for more than ten minutes, Bricks returned to the bed and lay down, forcing himself to fall asleep.

But he doesn't know what's going on. As long as he closes his eyes, a picture of being turned into a red wave will appear in his mind, like a big rock hitting his calm heart lake and causing layers of ripples.