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

saw her coming, he did not pay much attention to

them walked, one in front

elevator in this old apartment building, Christina had to

felt a sharp pain in her ankle every step she

it and her face turned

her

he walked out of the apartment building, he turned around

stood there, looking impatiently up

stunned when he raised

a gloomy expression, he took two

steps at the

don't you tell me your feet

was clearly

much, and she felt wronged for some reason when he yelled at

your business!" Patrick's face clouded

impatiently at her stubborn expression and bent down to pick her

uncomfortable when she was suddenly

down, I can walk on

on your own?" Patrick repeated

looked straight at her with his cold

have been completely angered and stopped in

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

stood beside her and looked at her as if he

coldly, "Go

on your

little timid, panicked, and wronged

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

couldn't let him look

on her own! In

from the fifth floor, her ankles were bruised and

her right

balance and fell

ouch, her knee

the handrail on the right

was not seriously injured, but she

"Stand up!"

now.You said you can walk

stood looking at her without the slightest

continued to urge her with his cold voice, Christina wanted to

had no strength to

was

lowered her head, clutched the handrail of the

him that she could stand up

But it really hurt...

She

he looked at her, "What did you

a cold and stern

"I'm sorry!"

her head

stubbornness, but she

felt pity for her for some

coldly, "You'd better behave

forward and

but her whole body tensed up when he held her

was

in his arms,

his strong heartbeat and his

difficult to get

"Young Master.’’ 

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

carrying her out, he was

the door ‘’ Patrick ordered in a

car by Patrick,

bent down to fasten her seat belt, which made Christina embarrassed and

"Christina!"

over and he immediately raised his

with a warning in

instinctively dared not move

suddenly blushed when

and ask the steward to look after her foot."

looked at the woman in the car with an

and pursed

at a steady and

there, looking thoughtfully

a fit of anger

direction, Charles walked

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