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..."

soaking in the bathtub,

been here

cold with suppressed

Christina's mind went blank.

head and looked at the

see the person clearly, the person seemed to be ina rage and went forward to pull her out of the

accidentally hit his strong chest with the tip

doing? Can't you be

rubbed her nose and

man was so angry that he wanted to

a little

woman in front of him

catch a

up, only to see that

looked at her

His face was darkened.

grabbed the large towel beside him, wrapped the woman up, and carried her out of

"Don't move!"

carried her to the side of the bed and wanted to throw her directly onto the bed, but

her to be obedient and let him do whatever

and

felt it comfortable

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

and glared at her reddish

towel in his right hand and

had never served a woman, let alone blow-dry

a lot of effort to

over” Her hair was still

lay on him like a koala, not

choice but to hold the

using the hairdryer to blow my face? It's so

was going to murder her and she struggled to

tried not

"Shut up!"

really not

scalp, and she couldn't

"Please stop.Stop."

and wanted to go

was rather

The maids looked at each other, fearing

pushed

"Sir, is something..."

finish speaking, the two maids

going

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

flushed, 'Madam is so

around, closed the door, dare not disturb their

Patrick, who was pressed under Christina's body,

opened his eyes slightly and looked at

just sucked on his sensitive throat, teasing the nerves all

"Christina, you really want..."

voice became blurred and

"What? No, absolutely not!"

she quickly turned over and

be honest, Patrick's body was hard,

on

didn't want to

to sleep,’ she mumbled,

her! Patrick pursed his lips tightly and stared

her for a month,

the quilt over the sleeping woman on the bed

"Christina, you're troublesome..."

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

of his eyes was

"Don't..."

a pair of burning eyes staring

away from him and prevented

was unhappy and stared at

Cory getting

head up with his right hand, his eyes still