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.

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

phone and immediately deleted the

know that she was investigating Cecilia's affair

know that

not know

just stared at her with fixed eyes and

the Fire Club

in

darkened when he mentioned what happened

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

and said, "Don't go

"Why!"

head and glared at

of the

what happened last night and the 'car sex' photo, she

everywhere in social media and magazines.Since I look so similar to her, why

"You are not her!"

but

in his eyes and warned 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

understand the coldness in his eyes at this moment

he used a different standard to measure her and

want to argue

herself that she didn't have the right to ask for his justice, but sometimes, she

but care

sometimes, he was

trying to pretend to ignore his tenderness but greedily

her head, her eyes slightly

of bed and went to the closet to change

downstairs to

in a weak voice, sounding

her

as she reached the bedroom door,

did not turn

just stood there and waited for

more to

"That cake..."

asked tentatively, sounding like he was

Christina heard the word "cake," she turned around and looked at the table on the left of the living

she had ordered a birthday cake

it myself because I suddenly wanted to

voice

was stunned when she

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

widened his eyes and stared

did not dare to

past him, and went straight

walked to the trash can and looked at the crumbling cake

she was

of that bastard.The Hopkins

the Hopkins Family, Mr.Hopkins was sipping his tea

with Christina, he was in a good mood

Christina didn't want to

look and pretended not to

at the chessboard and casually made a move, then asked, "Yesterday the butler said you

"I threw it away."

looked a little

up a ‘horse’

"What are you doing?"

her discontentedly, "Do

glanced at him and had anger at every one

do you

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

beside them laughed out

good

I'm better at the piano!"

"Piano?"

she mentioned the piano,

you like playing

"I don't like."

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