Healing my disabled husband
Chapter 454 How To Make It Like This

Chapter 454 How to make it like this

Patrick knew what Aimee was worried about.

He touched Aimee's head and said, "Don't worry. Miles won't."

Even if Miles liked Matilda now, he will definitely not have that kind of perverted possessiveness.

If Matilda really didn't have feelings for him, he would naturally not force Matilda to be with him, let alone do anything to hurt her.

These were the men of Hayden family, affectionate but restrained.

Aimee said, "I don't think Miles will do it. I know him well, and I know he won't do anything to hurt Matilda."

In fact, Aimee was more worried about Matilda.

Matilda had been avoiding, unwilling to face these. Aimee was worried whether she will directly choose to hide herself.

Patrick didn't know what happened to Matilda to make her the way she was now.

He can't possibly play any role in it.

Patrick said, "Aimee, let the two of them solve it themselves."

If they were not fated to be together, no matter how hard they forced it, it will be useless.

In the past, Patrick did not believe in it, but now he believed very much that fate will bring them together.

Just like him and Aimee, it was a kind of fateful connection.

Aimee nodded and stopped thinking about this question.

She thought back to Luis again. With a straight look on her face, she said, "Darling, although Luis claimed that he quit in the early years, he secretly cultivated a lot of power and did a lot of things. If you want to bring him down, it's not an easy thing."

"I know," Patrick said, "he's not an easy guy to deal with, but we're confident."

Aimee felt relieved.

She looked at Patrick and said with a smile, "If you need my help, please let me know."

Aimee knew that the reason why Patrick didn't tell her about this before was that he didn't want to worry her. So, she didn't want to do so much, and didn't want to participate so much.

However, her ability was very extraordinary. As long as Patrick needed, she can help him achieve his wish.

Patrick said, "Okay, if there is a need, I will definitely tell you."

Certainly, he didn't want to involve Aimee. After all, Aimee was pregnant, and this kind of thing was exhausting. He only wanted her to eat and sleep well.

Aimee had been very tired recently because of April. Patrick really didn't want her to work so hard.

The two chatted for a while, and Aimee went up to check on April's situation.

Ash got a call from Mikayla in the middle of the night.

At this time, he was doing data, and when he saw the caller ID, he was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Mikayla to call him.

They hadn't been in touch for a long time, but he suddenly received a call from Mikayla. He was really in a daze.

It was a few seconds late before Ash answered the phone.

Over there, Mikayla's voice sounded a little drunk, "Ash, let's drink!"

Ash didn't say something.

What was this girl doing?

Ash stood up from his chair, and his voice was serious, "Mikayla, where are you now?"

No one knew if Mikayla had heard what Ash was asking. She kept giggling and repeating it, "Ash, drink!"

Ash had no choice but to quickly locate Mikayla with his mobile phone. Seeing that her location was at Homelux, he was a little relieved.

However, after he breathed a sigh of relief, Ash became unhappy in an instant.

Did she make trouble out of nothing at home?

Without any hesitation, Ash ran out of the room and down the stairs.

Coincidentally, Matilda came down from upstairs and asked suspiciously when she saw him, "It's late at night. Where are you going?"

It seemed that the house was on fire by what he looked like.

Ash didn't bother to explain to Matilda, but just said, "I'm going out for a while." Then he disappeared.

Matilda frowned, and quickly understood that it was probably only Mikayla who could make Ash run out in such a hurry.

That familiar feeling surged up again, and Matilda sighed softly, feeling inexplicable.

Why did it seem that everyone was looking for their love, but she was the only one who had no interest in it.

Matilda even had some doubts about whether she was really abnormal.

Stopping thinking that way, Matilda went upstairs. She really didn't want to think about it anymore, because today was already too much for her. Before she could go upstairs, Matilda heard the roar of a car.

Sure enough, Ash couldn't hold back his feelings anymore.

Ash didn't even change his shoes, but rushed out of the villa, heading towards Homelux.

Fortunately, there were no cars on the road now, and, and there were green lights all the way.

Ash arrived at the Homelux in less than half an hour.

He rushed upstairs.

He couldn't care less about being polite, but pressed his fingerprints, opened the door, and rushed in.

When he came last time, he had already registered his fingerprints, just so that if anything happened to Mikayla, he could arrive as soon as possible.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Mikayla sitting on the ground, surrounded by wine bottles.

The room smelled of alcohol, making Ash frown unconsciously.

He walked over, pulled Mikayla up from the ground, and made her face him, "What's going on? How did you get this way?"

Mikayla blinked for a long time before she realized it was Ash.

She laughed immediately, and waved her hand towards Ash, "Ash, you are here. Let's have a drink."

Ash looked grim.

He took away the wine bottle from Mikayla's hand, and said, "Come with me first."

He dragged Mikayla directly and rushed into the bathroom. He took the towel and wet it. Without even wringing it dry, he directly put it on Mikayla's face. Ash deliberately we it with cold water, and Mikayla was shocked by the coldness.

Immediately, she screamed and kicked Ash.

Ash was in pain, but he didn't let go of Mikayla. Instead, he clasped her wrist and continued to wipe her face with the wet towel.

Finally, when Ash thought that Mikayla had recovered a bit, he said, "Tell me, what's going on? Why are you drinking so much?"

As Mikayla heard Ash's words, she burst into tears immediately, sobbing, so pitiful.