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.

and climbed to the head of the

and immediately deleted the information

him to know that she

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

did not know what she was

stared at her with fixed eyes and walked towards the

did you go to the Fire Club

suddenly asked in

darkened when he

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

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

"Why!"

raised her head and

the rules of the Hopkins Family? Or are you afraid that

night and the 'car sex' photo, she

Jones is a famous movie star.Her face is everywhere in social media and magazines.Since I look so similar to her, why

"You are not her!"

it out but his voice

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

the coldness in his eyes at this moment but

standard to measure

want to argue

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

help but

sometimes, he was gentle to

ignore his tenderness but greedily wanted

lowered her head,

closet to change her

go downstairs to accompany

a weak voice, sounding like

gazed at her

door,

stopped but did not

stood there and waited for

he would have nothing more

"That cake..."

he was hiding and bearing

the word "cake," she turned around and looked at

almost forgot that she had ordered a

bought it myself because I suddenly wanted to eat

her voice as

stunned when

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

eyes

dare to look at his gloomy

strode past

can and looked at the crumbling cake inside, he

was

birthday of that bastard.The Hopkins

hall of the Main Residence of the Hopkins

in a

didn't want to

a serious look and

Mr.Hopkins looked at the chessboard and casually made a move, then asked, "Yesterday the butler said you

"I threw it away."

a little

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

"What are you doing?"

at her discontentedly, "Do you know how

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

do you

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

butler beside them laughed out

is really good at playing chess," He

better at the piano!" Christina was not

"Piano?"

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

you like playing

"I don't like."

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