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.

be

he saw her coming, he did not pay much

in front and the other in the

this old apartment building, Christina had to walk down the stairs from

a sharp pain in her

it and her face

her as he had

walked out of the apartment building, he turned around and saw

there, looking impatiently up

was stunned when he raised his

he took two flights of steps at a

the steps

dumb? Why don't you tell me your

was

hurt so much, and she felt wronged for some reason when

of your business!" Patrick's

stubborn expression and bent down to

very uncomfortable when she was suddenly hugged by

down, I can

your own?" Patrick

straight at her with his

completely

her down, and Christina leaned against the rusty railing of the apartment

beside her and looked at her as if he were

urged coldly,

down on your own!

and wronged when she heard his gloomy

that she glared back at him, bit her lips, stretched out her left foot, and

him look down on

on her own! In fact, her right ankle was already

walking down from the fifth floor, her ankles were bruised

her

lost her balance and

her knee hit the

grabbed the handrail on the right

not seriously injured, but she looked

"Stand up!"

said you can walk down

her without the

to urge her with his cold voice,

no strength to stand

right ankle was

head, clutched the handrail of the stairs tightly

to him that she could stand

But it really hurt...

sorry..." She

he looked at her, "What did you

a

"I'm sorry!"

raised her head and

filled with stubbornness, but

and felt

"You'd better behave yourself in the

forward and picked

but her whole body

chest was broad

curled up in his arms, not daring

could feel his strong heartbeat and

difficult to

"Young Master.’’ 

driver of the Hopkins Family was about

saw Patrick carrying her

Patrick ordered in a cold

put into the car by Patrick, and her expression was very

to fasten her seat

"Christina!"

face clouded over and he

called out her name angrily, with a warning

froze and instinctively dared not

blushed when this

back to the Hopkins Family and ask the steward to look after her foot."

and looked at the woman in the car with an ambiguous look, "I don't want to

lesson by him and pursed her

car drove away at a

thoughtfully at

her in a fit of anger when

direction, Charles walked

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