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 about

her coming, he did not pay much attention

them walked, one in front

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

in her ankle every step she

it and her face

faster than her as he had long

building, he turned around and saw no

slightly and stood there, looking impatiently

stunned when he

a gloomy expression, he took two flights of

her sitting on the steps

you tell me your

was clearly filled with

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

none of your business!" Patrick's face

stubborn expression and bent down

very uncomfortable when she

struggled, "Put me down, I can walk on my

your own?" Patrick

her with his cold

been completely angered and stopped

Christina leaned against the rusty railing

beside her and looked at her as if he

coldly, "Go

down on your own!

a little timid, panicked, and wronged when she

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

couldn't let him look down

own! In fact, her right ankle was

fifth floor, her ankles were

foot out, her right foot

balance

an ouch, her knee

quickly grabbed the handrail on the right side

injured, but she looked

"Stand up!"

now.You said you can walk down on your

looking at her without

continued to urge her with his cold voice, Christina wanted to cry when she

squatted down and had no strength to stand up

right ankle was

clutched the handrail of the

him that

But it really hurt...

She

looked at her, "What

shouted in a

"I'm sorry!"

head and looked

were filled with stubbornness, but she could

looked into her eyes and felt pity for her

better behave yourself

a step forward and

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

chest was

his arms, not daring

feel his strong heartbeat and his unique cold and

really difficult to get along

"Young Master.’’ 

the driver of the Hopkins Family was about to go upstairs to look

Patrick carrying her out, he was

‘’ Patrick ordered in

by Patrick, and her expression

he bent down to fasten her seat

"Christina!"

clouded over and he immediately raised

her name angrily, with a warning

instinctively

suddenly blushed when this man called her

and ask the steward to look

at the woman in the car with an ambiguous look,

a lesson by him and

drove away at a steady and high

stood there, looking thoughtfully at the disappearing

do you cripple her in a fit of

walked over

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