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.

her head as if she was

and...couldn't do anything with

to

softened as much

she said

narrowed his eyes and stared at the woman

in the ass and would

exactly

advised him not to make things difficult for

more he thought about it, the angrier he

was a little embarrassed by

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

a moment, and

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

and did not dare to

and she was too hungry to

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

in the middle

that so-called

that?

really picky about food!’ Patrick's face darkened with anger and his eyes were

what was going

of them

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

"Can you cook?"

for her to

Christina can't.

who had trained hard

the

as Patrick took out some noodles and cut

the beef with

with black beans that Patrick

him to cook so

you have a special hobby of

moment and he turned

Then he ignored her.

wanted to say that a man who knows how to cook is

"Oh."

replied, remembering some things in the

was different tonight.She thought it might

you make a tempura?"

saw Christina's greedy face and her big eyes staring at him, eager to eat some.Patrick was

know why he would reply

saw a lot of soft-shelled crabs in the small pond in the garden.They came

voice was a

soft-shelled crabs

and water to

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

"Patrick, you're so awesome!"

little excited and took the big bowl of noodles in

up two soft- shelled crabs and threw them

have to help me dip

eat it with the

that she had the

to the dining table and gobbled down

by and watched her eat with

that why he actually helped her do such a

and in a particularly

and

"Full? Happy?"

at her silly smile and ordered angrily,

lay down on the bed, not

the quilt, and her small

made a soft-shelled crab that she had

her as well as he did today every day, she would

a shower and came out, he found that the

slight smile, which was much more natural than

looked at her like this, lost in

on the other side, only to find that the center of the big bed was separated

pinched the tip of her