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 if she was hiding

immediately deleted the information she had been

didn't want him to know that she was investigating Cecilia's

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

did not know what she

just stared at her with fixed eyes and walked towards the

go to the Fire Club with

asked in a deep

darkened when he mentioned what

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

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

"Why!"

head

because of the rules of the Hopkins

night and the

is a famous movie star.Her face is everywhere in social media and magazines.Since I look so similar

"You are not her!"

out but his

her with mixed emotions in his eyes and warned her in a cold voice, "Do as my words! You'll always have bodyguards with

could not understand the coldness in his eyes at this

used a different standard to measure her

to argue with

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

but care about his

indifferent, sometimes, he was gentle

pretend to ignore his tenderness but greedily wanted to

her head, her eyes slightly

the closet to change her

go downstairs

spoke in a weak voice, sounding like a

her with complicated

she reached the bedroom door,

but did not

stood there and waited for his

have nothing more to say than

"That cake..."

he was hiding

and looked at the table on the

had ordered a birthday

it myself because I suddenly wanted to eat

voice as

was stunned when she

the table, packed up the specially reserved tiramisu, turned around, and threw it

his eyes and stared at

not dare to look at his

past him, and went

to the trash can and looked at the crumbling cake inside, he felt pretty

she was celebrating

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

hall of the Main Residence of the Hopkins

played chess with Christina, he was in a

to hear

serious look and

chessboard and casually made

"I threw it away."

a little

she picked up a ‘horse’ and ate Mr.Hopkins's

"What are you doing?"

shouted at her discontentedly,

at him and

do you want to

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

them laughed out

really good at playing chess,"

at the piano!"

"Piano?"

a little unconvinced, but when she mentioned the piano, his eyes

like playing the

"I don't like."

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