Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 38: You Are Not Her 

Christina rolled over on the bed with the quilt in her arms and suddenly opened her eyes.

It was already 9: 00 in the morning, and she got up nervously from her bed...

She was slightly startled and felt a little strange.

Usually at 5 am, the maid would wake her up to accompany the old master for breakfast.

Why didn't anyone wake her up today? Sitting on the bed, she glanced around the bedroom and subconsciously looked at her side...

He didn't come back last night.

When Christina thought of Patrick, she was a little depressed.

She quickly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When she picked up the towel to wipe her face, she suddenly found that her right hand was almost cured.

She frowned slightly and examined her fingers carefully.

She leaned her nose closer to her fingers and smelled the medicine.

"Who did this?" She was confused.

"Ma’am.' 

At this time, the maid pushed the door open and came in with a bowl of porridge.

"Did you call a doctor last night?"

Christina popped her head out of the bathroom and asked the maid.

The maid quickly placed the porridge on the table and looked worried.

"No, it’s just that Young Master told us not to wake you up this morning.Ma'am, are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine"

Christina felt complicated in her heart for a moment.

After finishing her porridge, she stayed alone in her bedroom, with her mind a little confused.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, staring at her right hand, she wondered if it was Patrick who drugged her.

‘’So he came back this morning…”

‘’Then last night...Did he stay with Cecilia last night?’’ Christina suddenly wanted to know everything.

She turned around, grabbed her cell phone, searched for Cecilia's name, and immediately a bunch of related news came up.

Her expression grew colder as she scanned the news.

She fixed her eyes on a snap on her phone screen.

In the underground parking lot of the Fireworks Bar, the woman could not be seen clearly with her back facing the camera, but the man's cold profile...

Christina recognized Patrick immediately.

"How could they do such things in a car..."

She bit her lips and murmured, feeling a little uncomfortable.

She stared at the photo and was annoyed.

"Are you blind? Why are you attracted by that woman? She had a plastic surgeon!"

However, Patrick liked her.

Charles also said that he only had one girlfriend, his precious Miss Jones.

"I'd better not talk about her plastic surgery, in case I would get scolded again.’ Christina was in a bad mood, so she threw her phone away.

She had just thrown her phone at the head of the bed when the door suddenly opened.

Christina looked up subconsciously, and the man at the door was staring at her.

Their eyes met but they all kept silent.

climbed to the head of the bed as if she was hiding

up her phone and immediately deleted the

to know that she was investigating Cecilia's affair

didn't want him to know that and

know what

at her with fixed eyes and walked towards the

go to the

suddenly asked in

he mentioned what happened last

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

tone and said, "Don't

"Why!"

suddenly raised her head and glared at

you not letting me out because of the rules of the Hopkins Family? Or are you afraid that I will embarrass

night and the 'car sex' photo,

is everywhere in social media and magazines.Since I look

"You are not her!"

blurted it out but

her in a cold voice, "Do as my words! You'll always have bodyguards with you when you go out.Christina, don't make trouble for me.I don't have that much time to take care of

his eyes at this moment but suddenly

he used a different standard to measure her and his

want to

that she didn't have the right to ask for

couldn't help but care about his

he was indifferent, sometimes, he was gentle

his tenderness but greedily wanted to

head, her eyes slightly

got out of bed and went to the closet to change her clothes,

downstairs

a weak voice, sounding like a

at her with

bedroom door,

but did not

there and

nothing more to say than to order

"That cake..."

asked tentatively, sounding like he was

turned around and looked at the table on the left of

had ordered a

bought it myself because I suddenly wanted to

her voice as if

when she

Christina walked quickly to the table, packed up the specially reserved tiramisu, turned around, and threw it

eyes and stared at

did not dare to look at

lips, strode past him, and

the trash can and looked at the crumbling cake

was celebrating

the birthday of that bastard.The Hopkins Family never celebrates the Lantern

the Main Residence of the Hopkins Family, Mr.Hopkins was sipping his tea

was in a

didn't want to

and

casually made a move, then asked, "Yesterday the butler said you bought a

"I threw it away."

looked a little

picked up a ‘horse’ and ate Mr.Hopkins's ‘car’ without

"What are you doing?"

and immediately shouted at her discontentedly, "Do you

at him and had anger at every one of the I

you

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

butler beside them laughed out

really good

the piano!" Christina was not

"Piano?"

unconvinced, but when she mentioned the piano, his eyes flashed with

like

"I don't like."

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