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.

to the head of the bed as if she was

immediately deleted the information she had

didn't want him to know that

that and

did not know what

stared at her with fixed

the Fire Club with Charles last

suddenly asked in a

face darkened when he mentioned what happened last

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

his tone and said,

"Why!"

suddenly raised her head

not letting me out because of the rules of the Hopkins Family? Or are you afraid that I will embarrass

night and the 'car sex' photo, she became angry and

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

"You are not her!"

blurted it out but his voice sounded

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 go out.Christina,

the coldness in his eyes at this moment but suddenly felt a

he used a different standard

want to

reminding herself that she didn't have the right to ask for his justice, but

but care about

he was indifferent, sometimes, he

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

her head, her eyes slightly

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

downstairs to

in a weak

at her

she reached the bedroom door,

stopped but did not

there and waited

more to

"That cake..."

like he was hiding and

and looked at the table

had ordered a birthday

I suddenly wanted to

her voice as if

when she said

table, packed up the specially reserved tiramisu,

widened his eyes and stared at

not dare to look at his gloomy

her lips, strode past him,

looked at the

was celebrating

was the birthday of that bastard.The Hopkins

of the Main Residence of the Hopkins Family,

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

Christina didn't want to hear anything

had a serious look and pretended not to know

his birthday.’ Mr.Hopkins looked at the chessboard and casually made a move, then asked, "Yesterday the butler

"I threw it away."

a little

‘horse’

"What are you doing?"

shouted at her discontentedly, "Do

Christina glanced at him and had anger at every one of the I

you want to

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

them laughed out

really good at playing chess,"

at the piano!"

"Piano?"

unconvinced, but when she mentioned the

like

"I don't like."

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