Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 195 My Wife Protects Me

Patrick didn't listen to Aimee's words at all, stepped up his steps, and entered the room.

Before Aimee could react, he had already pressed her against the door.

Before she could exclaim, her lips were kissed.

Patrick was stronger than ever, pinching Aimee, which was a little painful.

Aimee now had realized what kind of trick this man had set for her.

She didn't know how long Patrick had pressed her against the door and kissed her. Anyway, her legs

were so weak that she had no strength left, and her whole body clung to Patrick's body.

Patrick put his arms around Aimee's waist, turned and walked towards the bed with her.

He smiled lowly, "Aimee, you're weak."

Aimee felt humiliated.

It was the first time for her to be said to be weak in physical strength.

Aimee suddenly got angry a little bit and wanted to have a fight with Patrick.

She grabbed Patrick's shoulders, turned over with force, and pressed Patrick under her body.

Patrick didn't expect her to do this, and the moment he was pressed under her body, he looked

astonished.

Aimee smiled provocatively at Patrick, "Who are you saying weak? Do you want to fight with me?"

Her rude behavior made Patrick laugh so hard that his whole body trembled.

His hand fell on Aimee's waist, and he said, "Aimee, you know, what is the way I want to fight with

you?"

Aimee was still immersed in the intention to fight with Patrick, and for a while, she didn't understand

what he meant.

After she reacted, her face instantly turned red.

Aimee found out that he purposely came to tease her today, and he had to force her to fix him before

he would stop.

Thinking of this, Aimee leaned down and took a bite of Patrick's neck.

Her strength was not heavy, but it was enough to make Patrick feel painful.

Patrick snorted, but didn't push Aimee away.

He annoyed her and let her bite him like this. Patrick just thought she was a little cuter.

Only when Aimee was tired from gritting her teeth, did she let go of Patrick.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this guy tilted his head, he kissed her lips again.

Aimee found out that in this place, she couldn't be Patrick's opponent, and she would be suppressed by

Patrick very easily.

Fortunately, Patrick didn't really want to "fight" with Aimee today.

When he was satisfied, he was asleep with Aimee in his arms.

The next day.

The meeting place was decided by Eden. It was a clubhouse he managed.

Patrick and Aimee entered through the back door.

His face was too ostentatious, and now his recovery had not been made public. In order to avoid some

unnecessary troubles, he had to act secretly.

When they arrived, all the people were there.

Today, in order to meet Patrick and Aimee, everyone postponed their original itinerary, and everyone

arrived at the clubhouse early, fearing that they would be left behind.

When Patrick came in with his arms around Aimee, everyone looked over at the same time. When they

saw that Patrick really walked in by himself, they all gasped.

Although they had heard Eden describe it so miraculously, seeing it with their own eyes at this moment

was still making them in disbelief.

Amir rushed over first, raised his hand and wanted to hit on Patrick's shoulder.

However, he didn't succeed.

Because Aimee had quickly pulled Patrick away, he dodged Amir's punch.

Amir's punch missed, and because of inertia, his body also rushed forward, and he almost fell.

Aimee frowned. Her eyes turned cold, and she stood in front of Patrick to prevent him from being hit by

someone rushing over.

Although her control over Patrick had been relaxed now, and she had already let him carry herself

upstairs, this did not mean that Patrick can endure such a sudden.

But her actions just now were so fast that everyone didn't see clearly. After they realized it now, they

were all very shocked.

After knowing that Patrick's wife was the unfavored Aimee of the Read family, they went to check

Aimee's information. As they had heard before, she was just an ordinary doctor, nothing special.

However, Aimee's skill just now was not ordinary at all.

At least, in the face of Amir's attack, she was able to pull Patrick away so quickly, which showed that

Aimee was really extraordinary.

Amir had never made such a mistake before.

He walked over, stared at Aimee in disbelief, and said, "Ms Read, you are so skilled."

Aimee smiled lightly, with no warmth in her eyes, and said to Amir, "Mr. Fowler, you overpraise me. His

body just recovered. Can't resist your punch."

Amir felt that he heard a bit of warning in Aimee's words.

He had to re-examine this woman, and always felt that she was different from what they had learned.

It was not just Amir who had such an idea. Everyone present had the same opinion.

Something was wrong, very wrong.

Patrick was in a very happy mood, put his arm around Aimee's shoulders, and said to Amir, "My wife

protects me, and you can't hit me casually in the future."

Amir was angry and said with a sullen look, "When did I hit you? Won't your conscience stir?"

Eden answered, "He doesn't have a conscience. Don't you know it?"

Amir nodded, agreeing with Eden's words.

Patrick ignored the two of them, and introduced to Aimee in the order of the seats, "Damion Bishop,

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Aimee looked over one by one, and was very familiar with these people.

Plus Harper and Patrick, this was a very well-known group that people in Innisrial dared not provoke

them.

Especially Eden and Amir, both of them had bad tempers. One was always able to make small things

serious, and the other was to use violence to shut up people who disagreed with him.

When meeting these two, people would be unable to escape even if they wanted to. Therefore,

wherever the two of them were, no matter how bastard the other people were, they would be quiet and

obedient.