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.

climbed to the head of the bed as

and immediately deleted the information she

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

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

know what she

with fixed eyes and walked towards

you go to the

in a

he

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

his tone and said, "Don't go to

"Why!"

head and glared at

the Hopkins

what happened last night and

in social

"You are not her!"

it out but his voice

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

eyes at

time, he used a different standard to measure her

didn't want to

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

just couldn't help but care about

indifferent, sometimes, he was gentle to

to ignore his

head, her eyes slightly

bed and went to the closet to change her clothes, then

go downstairs

a weak voice, sounding

her

as she reached the bedroom door,

did not turn

just stood there and waited for

nothing more to say

"That cake..."

asked tentatively, sounding like he

Christina heard the word "cake," she turned around and looked

forgot that she had

because I suddenly wanted to eat

raised her voice as

when

Christina walked quickly to the table, packed up the specially reserved tiramisu, turned around,

slightly widened his eyes

did not dare to

strode past him,

trash can and looked at the crumbling cake

thought she was

that bastard.The Hopkins Family never

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

in a good mood and

Christina didn't want to

had a serious look and pretended not to know

looked at the chessboard and casually made a move, then

"I threw it away."

a

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

"What are you doing?"

lost a ‘car’ and immediately shouted at her discontentedly, "Do you

battle.’ Christina glanced at him and had anger at every one

you want to

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

butler beside them

Madam is really good at playing chess," He

at the piano!" Christina

"Piano?"

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

you like playing the

"I don't like."

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