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

phone and immediately deleted the information she

him to know that she

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

not know

with fixed

you go to the Fire Club with Charles

in a deep

when he mentioned

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

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

"Why!"

raised her head

you not letting me out because of the rules of the

and the 'car sex' photo,

is everywhere in social media and magazines.Since I look

"You are not her!"

out but his voice sounded

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

his eyes at this moment but suddenly

standard

to

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

just couldn't help but

sometimes, he was

his

her head, her eyes slightly

out of bed and went to the closet to change her clothes, then walked out

downstairs to accompany

spoke in a weak voice, sounding like a

gazed at her

reached the bedroom door, he suddenly called out to

but did

stood there and waited for

more to say than to order

"That cake..."

sounding like he was hiding and bearing

word "cake," she turned around and looked at the table on the left of

that she had ordered a birthday

bought it myself because I suddenly wanted

voice as if denying

when she said

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

his eyes and

to look at

strode past him, and went straight

trash can and looked at the crumbling

was

birthday of that bastard.The Hopkins Family

of the Hopkins Family, Mr.Hopkins

played chess with Christina, he was in

want to hear anything about

and

birthday.’ Mr.Hopkins looked at the chessboard and casually

"I threw it away."

a little

up a ‘horse’ and ate Mr.Hopkins's

"What are you doing?"

her discontentedly, "Do you know how

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

do you

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

beside them laughed out

Madam is really good at playing

the piano!" Christina was not

"Piano?"

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

like playing the

"I don't like."

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