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 something

her coming, he did not pay much attention

them walked, one in front and

this old apartment building, Christina had

in her

and her face turned

walked faster than her as he had

the apartment building, he turned around

and stood there, looking impatiently up

was stunned when he raised his

expression, he took two flights

her sitting on the steps at

dumb? Why don't you tell

voice was clearly filled with

feet hurt so much, and she felt wronged for some

 "It's none of your

her stubborn expression and bent down

she was

struggled, "Put me down, I can

your own?" Patrick

her with

have been completely

leaned against the rusty

her as if he were watching

coldly,

go down on your

and wronged when she heard his gloomy

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

him look down on

In fact, her right ankle was

from the fifth floor, her ankles were

foot out, her right foot

lost her balance and fell

an ouch, her knee hit the

handrail on the right side

was not seriously injured, but she looked

"Stand up!"

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

at her without

urge her with his cold voice,

had no strength to

right ankle was

clutched the handrail of the

to him that she could

But it really hurt...

sorry..." She choked and

deepened as he looked at her, "What

shouted in a cold

"I'm sorry!"

raised her head and looked at

filled with stubbornness, but she could

eyes and felt pity for

her coldly, "You'd better behave yourself

took a step forward and

not struggle, but her whole body

was broad and

curled up in his

could feel his strong heartbeat and his unique cold and

man was really difficult to get along

"Young Master.’’ 

Hopkins Family was about to go upstairs to

Patrick carrying her out,

the door ‘’ Patrick

the car by Patrick, and her expression was very

when he bent down to fasten her

"Christina!"

face clouded over and he

name angrily, with a warning

and instinctively

suddenly blushed when this man

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

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

by him and

at a steady and

stood there, looking thoughtfully at the disappearing

do you cripple her in a fit of anger when you go catch

direction, Charles walked

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