Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 181 Are you going to kill me?

Aimee set a menu for Patrick and didn't care about him anymore.

One of the reasons why she had to cook today was she wanted to cook something for Casey to replenish her exhausted physical and mental energy.

So, except for the mushroom soup that Camdyn asked to eat, the rest of her menu was designed for Casey.

There was one dish, which was very complicated, and Aimee put all her attention on that dish.

Patrick saw that she was so focused that he didn't bother her.

He was preparing the ingredients himself, tomato and eggs, the two simplest ingredients. As long as he was not a real life idiot, he will do it very well.

Patrick washed a tomato, put it on a cutting board and cut it into small pieces.

He went to whip the eggs, which was also very simple.

However, when Patrick started to stir-fry, a problem happened.

He put a lot of oil, and when the egg liquid was poured in, it turned into fried eggs.

Aimee heard the voice and looked over. And she was almost not frightened.

She looked at the pot of oil soaking the eggs, and for a moment, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Aimee really didn't want Patrick to get discouraged, but felt that she still couldn't let him continue to make trouble.

She said tactfully, "Mr. Hayden, why don't you go to rest for a while?"

Patrick's face at the moment didn't look very good.

This was different from what he imagined.

How could he not even handle a few eggs?

This was simply too out of character for him.

anymore, and said, "Or, can you do

at Aimee and knew that

"Let me help you

these for me." Aimee took a bunch of

a dish out of leeks, but the best thing for Patrick to pass the time

time. In this way, there was no need

then at Aimee. For a moment, he didn't know whether he was angry

he fail to

done? He

couldn't hold

matter what age this man

childishness

her gaze, Aimee continued to

and even the most complicated dishes were cooked very quickly, with perfect combination of color, aroma and

ready, Casey went to the dinning room

longer see anyone in her eyes, and she walked to the room entirely because of the

seated, he saw Casey put her hand on a plate of chicken legs

said, "Casey, use the fork.

after

at all. She

she finished copying the Bible while holding the pen. Although there were not many words, the handwriting must be exactly the same as the handwriting on

the fork? The chicken leg was barely picked

the verge

her temper and

upset. She wanted something to eat because she was so hungry. However, she

she so

fork again and continued to fight against the chicken leg tremblingly. However, she

the fork on the table, and she cried even more

go downstairs to look for food? She didn't want to come to eat. She just wanted to find some bread or something to satisfy

dishes on this table looked so delicious. She just wanted to take

This is exclusive content from Dramanovels.com. Please visit Dramanovels.com to support the author and the translation team!

Comments ()

0/255