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.

turned her head and climbed to the head

immediately deleted the information she

that she

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

know

just stared at her with fixed eyes

did you go to the Fire Club

asked in a

face darkened when he mentioned what

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

his tone and said, "Don't go

"Why!"

her head and glared

of the Hopkins Family? Or

about what happened last night and the 'car

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

"You are not her!"

but

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

in his eyes at

different standard to measure her and his

want to argue

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

but care about his

he was indifferent, sometimes, he

his tenderness but greedily wanted to

lowered her head, her eyes slightly

the closet to change her clothes, then

go downstairs to accompany

a weak voice, sounding like a

her with

the bedroom door,

did not

just stood there and waited for his

more to say than to order

"That cake..."

he was hiding

the word "cake," she turned around and looked

forgot that she had ordered a birthday cake

myself because I suddenly wanted

voice as if

stunned when she said

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

eyes and

to look at his

lips, strode past him, and went straight

Patrick walked to the trash can and looked at the crumbling cake

was

the birthday of that bastard.The Hopkins Family never celebrates

of the Main Residence of the

was in a

didn't want to hear anything about

a serious look and

and casually

"I threw it away."

looked a

picked up a ‘horse’

"What are you doing?"

a ‘car’ and immediately shouted at her

into consideration in the battle.’ Christina glanced at him and had anger at every one of the I Hopkins

you

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

them laughed

is really good

better at the piano!" Christina was

"Piano?"

she mentioned the piano,

you like playing the

"I don't like."

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