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 if she was hiding

up her phone and immediately deleted the information she had been

him to know that she was

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

did not know what she

her with fixed eyes and walked towards

the Fire Club

asked in

face darkened when he

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

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

"Why!"

suddenly raised her head

not letting me out because of the rules of the Hopkins Family? Or are

thought about what happened last night and the 'car sex' photo, she became

everywhere in social media and magazines.Since I look so similar to

"You are not her!"

out but his

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

his eyes at this moment but suddenly felt a little

used a different standard

to

herself that she didn't have the right

couldn't help but

sometimes, he was

his tenderness but greedily

head, her

got out of bed and went to the closet to change her

downstairs to accompany

a weak voice, sounding

at her with

she reached the bedroom door, he suddenly called out to

stopped but did not

stood there and waited

would have nothing more to say than to

"That cake..."

tentatively, sounding like he was hiding and

looked at the table on the left of the

had ordered a

myself because I

raised her voice as if denying

when she said

to the table, packed up the specially reserved tiramisu, turned

eyes and stared

not dare to look at his

her lips, strode past him, and went straight

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

she was celebrating for

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

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

he played chess with Christina, he was in a good mood and talked

want to hear anything about

had a serious look and pretended not

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

"I threw it away."

a

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

"What are you doing?"

immediately shouted at her discontentedly, "Do you know how to

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

you want

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

them laughed

good at playing

better at the piano!" Christina was

"Piano?"

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

like playing the

"I don't like."

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