Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 10: Tough Guy 

With a roar of rage, he tore at her shirt with both hands, and then the sound of buttons falling to the ground came.

Her bare skin was slightly cold in the air, and Patrick pulled her shirt off with his big palm.

Christina felt humiliated and embarrassed.

She raised her hand and tried to fight back.

"Ah, it hurts-"

But just as Christina raised her right hand, she felt a burning pain.

"Don't move!"

Patrick pressed her shoulders and stared at her with deep warning eyes.

Christina felt a little guilty when he looked at her.

She glanced at her right arm from the corner of her eye and saw some blood oozing out of her white shirt.

It must hurt when she had thrown Cory over her shoulder.

She used too much strength, so her old wound was bleeding.

His large palm caressed the wound on her arm, which was cut by glass shards in Hopkins Family a week ago and stitched, but the wound was so deep that it was difficult to heal.

This time, it was bleeding again.

The dark red blood slid down her fair arms, which was a little frightening.

"Where's the medicine box?"

Patrick asked in a cold voice.

Christina didn't dare to move.

He pointed at an old cabinet opposite him.

"It's over there."

Patrick stood up straight and glanced at her, warning her not to move.

Christina looked down and blushed by his eyes.

She knew he was looking for a medicine box to stop the bleeding, but now that she was stripped bare by him, her upper body was left with a bra, so she was really embarrassed to face him.

Patrick really didn't have an improper desire.

He took gauze and hydrogen peroxide from the small medicine kit and put bandages on her.

As the wound was a little deep, Christina couldn't help but frown when he applied the hydrogen peroxide to her wound.

Patrick glanced at her.

He remained cold and did not speak, but he became much more gentle.

Finally, Patrick turned around to pack the medicine kit, and Christina immediately put her shirt back on.

When Patrick put everything in order and looked back at her, she had already put on her coat and looked at him nervously.

"Thank you," Christina said stiffly.

Patrick ignored her.

Instead, he looked at her for a while, as if he was thinking about something.

"Go back."

He suddenly said and walked towards the door.

But Christina did not follow him.

When Patrick got to the door, he looked back at her with some dissatisfaction, and he repeated, "Go back to the Hopkins Family.”

Christina sat on the wooden chair with a strange and complicated expression, "Ugh, I-I have to wait for my aunt to come back.I have something to tell her”

She sat in the chair and was a little reluctant to move.

"Your aunt has been trying some new medicine recently.She's still in the sanatorium and can't come back for the time being." Patrick told her in a cold voice.

Christina was a little surprised that he even knew this.

Without an excuse, she glanced down at her ankle.

Christina bit her lips tightly, braced herself, and stood up.

She moved unwillingly towards him.

to be thinking about

saw her coming, he did not pay much attention to

walked, one in front

there was no elevator in this old apartment building, Christina had

pain in her ankle every step

endured it and

than her as he had long

of the apartment building, he turned around and saw no sign of

there, looking impatiently up

stunned when

gloomy expression, he took two flights of

the steps at the

dumb? Why don't you tell me your

voice was

for some

of your business!" Patrick's

impatiently at her stubborn expression and bent down to pick

was very uncomfortable when she was

struggled, "Put me down, I

on your own?" Patrick repeated

straight at her

been completely angered and

and Christina leaned against the rusty railing of the apartment on

and looked at her as

coldly,

down on your own!

and wronged when

bit

him

In fact, her right ankle was

the fifth floor, her ankles were bruised

she stretched her left foot out, her right foot

lost her balance and

ouch, her

grabbed the handrail on

was not seriously injured, but she

"Stand up!"

to stand up now.You said you can walk down on your own, so

at her without the slightest intention

to urge her with his cold voice,

squatted down and had no strength to stand

was throbbing

clutched the handrail of the stairs tightly with both

really wanted to prove to him that she could

But it really hurt...

She

as he looked at her, "What did you say? Speak

a cold

"I'm sorry!"

head and looked

stubbornness, but she could only

her eyes and felt pity for

coldly, "You'd better

took a step forward and

body tensed up when he

chest was

up in his

and his

difficult to get

"Young Master.’’ 

the apartment, the driver of the Hopkins Family was about to

saw Patrick carrying her out, he was

door ‘’ Patrick ordered in a cold

into the car by Patrick, and her expression was very

when he bent down to fasten

"Christina!"

clouded over and he immediately raised

called out her name angrily, with a warning in his

froze and instinctively dared not

didn't know why she suddenly blushed when this

steward to look

woman in the car with

was taught a lesson by him and

at a steady and high

stood there, looking thoughtfully at the disappearing

fit of anger when you go

direction, Charles walked over with a smile on his

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