Spoil My Errant Wife

"How is that possible? This is your WhatsApp account..." Carrie handed her the phone.

Connie looked at the screen and immediately became nervous.

"It's usually my manager who helps me with my Twitter and WhatsApp,’ Connie felt that someone was manipulating it and immediately called her manager, who said that he didn't post it today.

Connie was in a panic.

She suddenly thought of something.She knew that some people could easily get her password...

"Sis, if you didn't send the text, then who did it..."

Carrie looked puzzled.

Just as she asked, a tall figure happened to stride past a corridor on her left.

Carrie looked into the man's deep eyes and was stunned.

Patrick glanced at them coldly, holding a stack of documents in his right hand, and strode past them.

Carrie and Connie's hearts trembled.

With that cold look, he was Clearly warning...

"It's him?"

Carrie spoke in a trembling voice and immediately grabbed Connie's hand in fear.

"Sis, what are we going to do? Did he know about the kidnapping of Christina last time..."

Carrie quickly consoled herself.

"No way.Cecilia has come back, so he doesn't care about Christina's kidnapping anymore...’ Otherwise, according to his character, he must have done something already.

But just now...Connie's mind was in a mess.

Clearly, It was Patrick who sent the WhatsApp text to Carrie.

"Why did he suddenly ask me to bring the child to Hopkins Family?" Carrie was frightened.

Connie's face was filled with fear.

"I don't know.’ Patrick wanted Carrie to marry Cory? But why did he do that...What exactly did he want to do?

 "Who knows what he's thinking? He's so hard to deal with.Patrick, you bastard..." Christina had a rough day.

She soaked in warm water in the bathtub, splashing the water angrily, creating bubbles.

Donald and Cory had already left, but Christina had no appetite.

She didn't even have dinner tonight.

She was alone in her bedroom, sulking.

Originally, she thought that a bath would calm her down.

However, she became more upset.

Cory and Carrie were about to get married.

Donald was biased against the two b*tches, and Patrick was angry at her for no reason...

"Why is it all my fault? Why is it so unfair? Why!"

Her cheeks were flushed with anger and she had been venting her complaints in the bathroom.

Even Christina herself did not know how long she had been soaking in it.

She felt a little dizzy.

When she tried to get up, she found that her limbs were weak.

With a thud, she fell back into the bathtub.

With water in it, she was not hurt.

Just as she was about to call the maid, she heard the door open quickly.

"Can you help me? My legs are weak..."

the bathtub, playing with

You've been here

voice was cold with suppressed

Christina's mind went blank.

looked at the

be ina rage and

strong chest

you doing?

nose and immediately

angry that he

feel a little

in front

you catch a cold,

up, only

looked at her

His face was darkened.

wrapped the

"Don't move!"

wanted to throw her directly onto the bed, but her long hair was wet! Christina had bathed for

obedient and let him do whatever

lied in his arms and rest her head

felt it comfortable to

"Patrick, don't pull my hair so hard.It

and glared at her

his right

never served a woman, let alone blow-dry

Patrick a lot of effort to dry her

over” Her hair was still

like a koala, not even bothering to

choice but to hold the hairdryer and point it at

are you using the hairdryer

was going to murder her and she struggled to resist with

tried not to

"Shut up!"

was really not

scalp, and she couldn't stand

"Please stop.Stop."

maids outside the door looked nervous and wanted to go in, but they didn't

was rather

there was a thud in the room! The maids looked at each

immediately pushed open

"Sir, is something..."

could finish speaking, the two maids who barged

going

dryer fell on the floor, and on the big bed, Christina threw

flushed,

turned around, closed the door, dare not disturb

bedroom, Patrick, who was pressed under Christina's body, was stunned and did not

eyes slightly and looked

the nerves all over his body, which made

"Christina, you really want..."

became blurred and

"What? No, absolutely not!"

tone, she quickly turned over

honest, Patrick's body was hard, which

lying on the soft bed, feeling

and didn't

she mumbled, closing her

he should not disturb her! Patrick pursed his lips tightly and stared at

her for a month,

looked terrible, he pulled the quilt over the sleeping woman on the bed to prevent her from getting

"Christina, you're troublesome..."

he simply lay beside her, looking at her face with complicated eyes, and stroking her eyebrows, nose,

of his eyes

"Don't..."

awake and felt a pair of burning eyes staring at

from him and

unhappy and

Cory

his right hand, his eyes still on