Spoil My Errant Wife

"This year, I actually spend the first day of the New Year here..." It was already late at night.

Christina was depressed all day and couldn't sleep at night, so she ran to the back garden to enjoy the scenery.

Looking at the expensive flowers and exquisite cloisters in the garden, she felt that everything was illusory.

She never thought that she could live in such a magnificent place.

"No wonder those women are looking at Patrick like they're looking at a treasure..."

After all, marrying into the Hopkins Family was really something to brag about.

A gust of night wind blew, and Christina cringed and rubbed her hands.It was cold.

"What are you doing standing here?"

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded behind her.

As soon as Christina heard this voice, she immediately became alert.

She turned around and watched Patrick stride towards her.

For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

‘‘What did he come back for? Didn't he stay in the hospital with Miss Jones?’’ It was quiet all around.

The moon was dim tonight, and only the orange streetlights in the garden shone.

Patrick saw her cheeks reddened by the cold wind.

"What are you doing standing here in the middle of the night?"

For some reason, his voice became a little anxious.

She wanted to retort, "Can't I just walk around the garden?" but she didn't dare.

"Go back to bed after 10 pm!"

Patrick seemed to be able to read her mind and ordered her coldly.

"Why?"

She yelled out angrily, Christina thought, 'He is so gentle with Miss Jones, but as soon as he came back, he was mean to me”

Patrick's eyes became deeper and more complicated as he stepped forward, his voice somehow filled with anger.

"Do you think it's suitable for a pregnant woman to fool around?"

"I didn't..."

She was about to retort but she remembered that she had actually gone out earlier.

Patrick looked down at her palms turning red from the cold, and he looked more impatient.

Without saying anything, he reached out and dragged her straight into the house.

Sure enough, her hands were cold.

Christina was disgruntled when he suddenly tugged, almost dragged, "Let Me go.I'll walk myself..."

Patrick heard the noise behind her and became mad.

He took her into the house and immediately let her go.

"Go back to the bedroom!"

His voice sounded impatient.Christina looked at his cold face and felt even more displeased.

"No!" She puffed up her face and replied.

"You!" Patrick was so angry that his face turned red.

"Christina, what did you beg me for last time? You said you would reflect on how to be a mother.You're pregnant and you go out into the night air.Do you have any common sense?"

Christina pursed her lips and did not dare to refute anymore.

She lowered her head and looked a little ashamed.

that she suddenly became silent, drooping her head as if she was really reflecting

angry and...couldn't do anything with

to your

his tone softened

said it

his eyes and stared at

woman was a pain in the ass and would make many

exactly

that other people had advised him not to

he thought about

was a little embarrassed

and said unhappily, "Grandpa said I can't eat too much

and he was stunned at

a lady to say things like "I can eat an elephant" in front

and did not

and she was too hungry

peeked up and saw Patrick's stance of preparing to call for the maids, and immediately stopped

anyone up in

like that so-called tasteless

wanted to eat that? It

darkened with anger and his eyes were fixed on her for a long

know what was

them sneaked

thought of sneaking into the kitchen to find something she could eat and casually fill her stomach while everyone was

"Can you cook?"

and motioned for her to

Christina can't.

was basically a kitchen waste who had trained hard for years and still had

the noodles

the corner and watched as Patrick took out some noodles and cut

also marinated the beef with some

with black beans that Patrick stewed

him to cook

have a special hobby of cooking?" She

paused for a moment and he turned to look at her as if he was a little

Then he ignored her.

a man who knows how to cook

"Oh."

casually replied, remembering some things in the past, feeling

he was different tonight.She thought

can you make a tempura?" She

greedy face and

He didn't know why he would reply

lot of soft-shelled crabs in the small

voice was

crabs

and water to make a

soft-shell crabs from the pool were gilled and battered directly into the frying pan and fried until golden

"Patrick, you're so awesome!"

the

used the chopsticks to pick up two soft- shelled crabs and threw

don't have to help me dip them in soy

eat

she had the nerve to say she was easy to

out to the

by and watched her eat with

was very confused that why he actually helped

and in a

and thanked

"Full? Happy?"

her silly smile and ordered angrily, "Go to

lay down on the bed, not

hugged the quilt, and her small face showed happiness and

noodles for her, and also made a soft-shelled crab that she

he could treat her as well as he

out, he found that the woman on the

could see her slight smile, which was much

at her like this, lost

that the

pinched the tip of