Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 251 I will remember

At nightfall.

Aimee and Patrick came out of the hotel. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

They checked out of the room directly, preparing to go up the mountain at night.

This was a very risky thing, but it was also a decision after discussion between the two.

If they acted during the day, there will inevitably be some dangers, and it was not very convenient even

if they disguised themselves.

And at night, at least after changing clothes, not many people will notice them.

The hotel owner was very incomprehensible when they checked out.

"Are you really going to check out? You have to know that there is only one hotel nearby, and you can't

find another place to stay." The owner said.

The owner was an honest person, and what he said was very pertinent.

However, Aimee and Patrick had already made up their minds and said, "We are sure."

The owner saw that the two were so persistent, so he didn't say anything more.

After completing the formalities for the two of them, he still seriously reminded, "This place is worse

than city. It's very chaotic. Since you are leaving, I can't say anything, so you should try to be safe."

Aimee smiled at the owner, and walked out of the hotel with Patrick.

The two went out along the hotel and walked northward. When they came here, Aimee remembered

that there was a small and dilapidated house there, which seemed to be empty, and it was the best

place to change their clothes there.

After making sure no one noticed them, Aimee and Patrick entered the small house and quickly

changed clothes.

Aimee turned herself into a rural woman, and she aged about ten years, while Patrick was turned into a

laborer by her, more like coming back from outside to visit his family.

After the two finished changing their outfits, Aimee stared at Patrick for a long time, but couldn't help

but said, "Darling, you are really good-looking. What should I do? You're still too ostentatious."

She had tried very hard to make Patrick look ugly, but in the end, he was still so handsome.

Aimee had a headache when facing Patrick like that...

Patrick was also very helpless. He was really tall, no matter what, it was impossible for him to look bad

at this height.

It was said that a man's height can himself look way much better.

Aimee sighed, suddenly thought of something, and said to Patrick, "Darling, will you still like me

because I have become like this now?"

Just now, she was really shocked by how ugly she was.

Aimee didn't realize before that she was actually an appearance-obsessed person.

She had never cared about her appearance before, and had disguised herself as a more ugly woman

compared with now. However, at this moment, she made herself look like this in front of Patrick. In this

state, Aimee had some faint worries.

She was really afraid that Patrick would dislike her for the way she looked.

Patrick heard Aimee's words, and almost got angry.

He discovered that sometimes, Aimee's way of thinking was really strange.

Today she always said these things that made him feel it funny and angry, which made him really want

to let her feel how much he liked her.

Patrick held Aimee's hand and said, "Aimee, if you provoke me like this again, I'm not sure if you will be

fine when we go back."

Aimee blinked her eyes, understood the meaning of Patrick's words, and immediately fell down.

Obediently, she stopped saying weird words.

The two walked out of the shabby house and walked further afield.

When walking, let alone seeing anyone, they didn't even see any other houses.

There was no light at all.

Fortunately, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, so this environment did not look even

more weird.

When Aimee was walking, she looked up at Patrick , and at the end, she giggled again.

"Darling, will you be scared?" Aimee asked.

Patrick looked down at Aimee. At this moment, except for her eyes, which still had the light he was

familiar with, he couldn't see anything about Aimee at all.

Especially now that she was deliberately smiling extra creepily.

Her sound in this empty wilderness was really scary.

Patrick said, "Aimee, don't make things difficult for me."

He deliberately showed weakness, which made Aimee more playful. She deliberately put her face

close to Patrick and said, "Darling, are you afraid of me? I'm not scary at all. Look at me, look at me."

Patrick looked at her mouth, which was covered with thick lipstick by her. The mouth that was originally

pink and moist was actually old and dry by the makeup.

To be honest, it was really, really scary.

However, at this moment, Patrick still wanted to kiss her.

With that in mind, Patrick did so.

He held Aimee's face with both his hands, lowered his head, and was about to kiss her.

This frightened Aimee. She quickly stepped back and said, "Darling, don't spoil my makeup."

Although her makeup was special, and it won't be spoiled it at all, Aimee couldn't accept being kissed

by Patrick in this way.

She didn't even know how Patrick could still want to kiss her when she looked ugly now.

Patrick became a little depressed. For a moment, he didn't know whether Aimee disliked herself or him.

Having not kissed the woman he loved, Patrick sighed softly and said, "Okay, if you don't let me kiss

you, I'll keep it for next time."

Aimee, feeling his gnashing, thought for a moment how could this man be so funny?

She said, "Darling, don't do this. I'll think that you're a little thirsty."

Hearing what she said, Patrick became depressed again.

His eyes gradually became dangerous. He looked at Aimee and said, "Aimee, you can provoke me as

much as you want, and it's best if you keep provoking me like this. But, you have to remember that

when we go back, even if you cry, I won't spare you."

Aimee was speechless.

So, was she being threatened?

This feeling was too weird, right?