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.

the head of the bed

immediately deleted the information

want him to know that she was investigating

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

did not know what she

with fixed eyes and walked towards the

go to the

asked in a deep

when he mentioned what

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

his tone and said, "Don't go to

"Why!"

raised her head

of the

last night and the 'car sex' photo,

social media and magazines.Since I look so similar to

"You are not her!"

blurted it out but his voice

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

eyes

different standard to measure her and

to argue

didn't have the right to ask for his justice,

but care about

was indifferent, sometimes, he was gentle to

to pretend to ignore his

lowered her head, her eyes slightly

went to the closet to change her clothes, then walked out the

go downstairs to accompany

in a weak voice, sounding like a

gazed at her

she reached the bedroom door, he suddenly

but did

just stood there and waited

nothing more to

"That cake..."

he

around and looked at the table on the

had ordered

myself because I suddenly

raised her voice as if

stunned when she said

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

widened his eyes and

to look at

strode past him, and went straight

trash can and looked at the

thought she was celebrating

the birthday of that bastard.The Hopkins Family never celebrates

of the Hopkins Family, Mr.Hopkins was

in a good mood and talked

want to

and pretended not to

birthday.’ Mr.Hopkins looked at the chessboard and casually made a move, then

"I threw it away."

looked a

picked up a ‘horse’ and ate

"What are you doing?"

at her discontentedly,

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

do you

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

beside them

good at playing

the piano!"

"Piano?"

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

you like

"I don't like."

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