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.

she suddenly became silent, drooping her head as if

was angry and...couldn't

to

tone softened as

said

eyes and stared at the woman

knew this woman was a pain in the ass and

exactly do you

people had advised him not to make

more he thought about it, the

hungry.’ Christina was a

said unhappily, "Grandpa said I can't eat too much because I'm pregnant.But

a moment, and he was stunned

say things like "I can eat an elephant"

her head and did not dare to

and she was too

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

up in the middle of the

like that

that? It was

face darkened with anger and his

what

them sneaked into the

find something she could eat and casually fill her stomach while everyone

"Can you cook?"

for her to stay

Christina can't.

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

could cook the noodles

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

the beef with

of the carp soup with black beans that Patrick stewed

expect him to

do you have a special

kitchen knife paused for a moment and he turned to look

Then he ignored her.

quickly added, "Actually, I wanted to say that a man who knows how to cook is awesome.Really, I was thinking about finding a cook to

"Oh."

things in the past, feeling

felt that he was different tonight.She thought it might

can you make a tempura?"

face and her big eyes staring at him, eager to eat some.Patrick

He didn't know why he would

soft-shelled crabs in the small

was

soft-shelled crabs are

and water

gilled and battered directly into the frying pan and fried until golden brown, then...a plate of crispy fried soft-shell crabs

"Patrick, you're so awesome!"

and took the big bowl of

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

easy to feed.You don't have to help me

just eat it

at her excited look, he was speechless that she had the nerve to say

meal out to the dining table and gobbled down the

stood by and watched her eat with

why he actually

and in a particularly good

him and

"Full? Happy?"

silly smile and

her pajamas and lay down on the bed, not daring to have

and her small face

also made a

her as well as he did today every

and came out, he found that the

slight smile,

like this, lost in

lifted the quilt and lay on the other side, only to find that the center

and pinched the tip of her nose, punishing