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 thinking about

did not

two of them walked, one in front and the other

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

felt a sharp pain in her ankle every step she

and her face

her

of the apartment building, he turned

slightly and stood there, looking

was stunned when

took two flights of steps

steps at the corner

dumb? Why don't you tell me

was clearly

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

of your business!" Patrick's

impatiently at her stubborn expression and bent down to pick her

she was suddenly hugged by

struggled, "Put me down, I can walk

own?" Patrick repeated

looked straight at her

completely angered

and Christina leaned against

her as if he were

urged coldly, "Go

go down on

a little timid, panicked, and wronged

him, bit her lips, stretched out her left

him

on her own! In

from the fifth floor, her ankles were

stretched her left foot out, her right foot was too weak

her balance and

her knee hit the

on the

injured,

"Stand up!"

said you

at her without the slightest intention

with his cold voice, Christina wanted to

and had no

ankle was throbbing with

clutched the handrail of the stairs tightly with both hands, and endured

wanted to prove to him that

But it really hurt...

She

deepened as he looked at her, "What did

in a cold

"I'm sorry!"

raised her head and

stubbornness,

her eyes and felt pity for her

"You'd better behave yourself in

took a step forward and picked

her whole body tensed

was broad and

curled up in his arms,

heartbeat and his unique cold and thin

really difficult to get along

"Young Master.’’ 

the driver of the Hopkins Family was about

he saw Patrick carrying her out, he

the door ‘’ Patrick ordered

into the car by Patrick,

he bent down to fasten her seat belt,

"Christina!"

clouded over and he immediately raised his

out her name angrily, with a warning

and instinctively dared not move

suddenly blushed

Hopkins Family and ask the steward to look

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

was taught a lesson by him and pursed her lips, not daring to

at a

stood there, looking thoughtfully

fit of anger when you go

other direction, Charles walked

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