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

immediately deleted the

to know that she

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

not know what she

her with fixed eyes and walked towards

you go to the Fire Club with

asked in

face darkened when he

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

soften his tone and

"Why!"

suddenly raised her head and

the Hopkins Family? Or are you

and the 'car sex'

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

"You are not her!"

out but his voice sounded

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

his eyes at this moment but

used a different standard to measure her and his

want to

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

couldn't help but care

sometimes, he

trying to pretend to ignore his tenderness but greedily wanted to get

her head,

to the closet to change her clothes, then

downstairs

in a weak voice,

her with complicated

as she reached the bedroom door, he suddenly called out to her,

but did

stood there and

nothing more to say than to order

"That cake..."

he was hiding and

she turned around and looked at the table on the left of

had ordered a

because I suddenly

her voice

stunned when she said

the specially reserved tiramisu,

his eyes and stared at

did not dare to look at his gloomy

lips, strode past

looked at

was celebrating

that bastard.The Hopkins Family never celebrates

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

Christina, he was in a good mood and talked

to

had a serious look and pretended

really? So yesterday was his birthday.’ Mr.Hopkins looked at the chessboard and casually made a move,

"I threw it away."

a little

a ‘horse’ and ate

"What are you doing?"

and immediately shouted at her

Christina glanced at him and had anger at

do you want

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

them laughed out

good at playing chess,"

course, I'm better at the piano!" Christina was not humble at

"Piano?"

she mentioned

like playing

"I don't like."

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