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.

to the head of the bed as

her phone and immediately deleted the information

want him to know that she was investigating Cecilia's affair

know that and didn't want...to make

did not know what she

with fixed eyes and walked towards the

to the Fire

asked in a

darkened when he mentioned

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

tried to soften his tone and said, "Don't

"Why!"

head

because of the rules of the Hopkins Family? Or are you afraid

and the 'car

everywhere in social media and magazines.Since

"You are not her!"

it out but his voice sounded

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

in his eyes at this moment but suddenly felt a

standard to measure her and

didn't want to argue

have the right to ask for his justice, but

just couldn't help but

he was indifferent, sometimes, he was gentle

to ignore his tenderness but greedily wanted to get

lowered her head, her eyes slightly

of bed and went to the closet to change her

go downstairs

weak voice, sounding like a

her with

bedroom door, he

but did not turn

just stood there and waited

more

"That cake..."

like he

she turned around and looked at the table on the left

almost forgot that she had

myself because I suddenly wanted

her voice

stunned when she said

to the table, packed up the specially reserved tiramisu, turned

slightly widened his eyes and stared at

dare to look at his gloomy

lips, strode past him, and went straight

to the trash can and looked at

she was celebrating

the birthday of that bastard.The Hopkins

hall of the Main Residence of the Hopkins Family,

was in a

didn't want to hear anything

and pretended

and casually made a move, then asked,

"I threw it away."

looked a

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

"What are you doing?"

at her discontentedly, "Do you know how to play

take the kinship into consideration in the battle.’ Christina glanced at him and had anger at

do you

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

beside them laughed

Madam is really good at playing chess,"

piano!" Christina was not

"Piano?"

had been a little unconvinced, but when she mentioned the piano,

you like playing

"I don't like."

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