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.

seemed to be thinking

he saw her coming, he did

one in front and

elevator in this old apartment building, Christina had to walk down the

sharp pain in her ankle every step

and

than her as he

he turned around and

and stood there, looking impatiently

when he raised

he took two flights of steps

on the steps at the corner of the

you tell me your feet

was clearly filled with

feet hurt so much, and she felt wronged for some reason when he yelled at her.Why could he

none of your business!"

at her stubborn expression and bent down to pick

when she

I can

on your own?" Patrick repeated

her

to have been completely angered and stopped in his

against the rusty railing of the apartment

looked at her as

urged coldly, "Go

down on your own!

a little timid, panicked, and wronged when

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

him look

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

down from the fifth floor, her ankles were bruised and

her left foot out, her right foot was too weak to support

lost her balance

ouch, her knee

on the right side

injured,

"Stand up!"

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

looking at her without the slightest intention of offering

voice, Christina wanted to cry

had no strength

right ankle was throbbing with

the handrail of the stairs

to prove to him that

But it really hurt...

She

looked at her, "What did you say?

shouted in a cold and

"I'm sorry!"

raised her head and looked at

were filled with stubbornness, but she could

and felt pity for her for

warned her coldly, "You'd better

a step forward and

time, Christina did not struggle, but her whole body tensed up when he held her down

was broad and

up in his arms, not daring to

his strong heartbeat and

difficult to get

"Young Master.’’ 

the driver of the Hopkins Family was about to go upstairs

carrying her

door ‘’ Patrick ordered in a

by Patrick, and her expression was very

other when he bent down to fasten her seat belt, which

"Christina!"

over and he immediately raised

name angrily, with a warning in his

and instinctively dared not

blushed

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

door hard, and looked at the woman in the car with an ambiguous

by him and pursed

car drove away at a steady

stood there, looking thoughtfully at

of anger when you go catch

the other direction, Charles walked

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