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 hiding

phone and immediately

know that she was investigating

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

not know

her with fixed eyes

did you go to the

asked in a deep

he mentioned what happened last

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

tried to soften his tone and

"Why!"

head and

of the Hopkins

night and the

face is everywhere in social media and magazines.Since I look so

"You are not her!"

but his voice

in a cold voice, "Do as my words! You'll always have bodyguards with you when you go out.Christina, don't make trouble for me.I don't have that much time to

in his eyes at this moment but suddenly felt

he used a different standard to measure her and his Miss

to argue with

have the right

just couldn't help but

he was indifferent, sometimes, he was gentle

ignore his tenderness

lowered her head, her eyes slightly

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

go downstairs to accompany

in a weak voice, sounding like

at her with

she reached the bedroom door, he

stopped but did not

and

more to say

"That cake..."

sounding like he was hiding and

looked at the

she had ordered a birthday

bought it myself because I suddenly wanted to

raised her voice as if

when she said

Christina walked quickly to the table, packed up the specially reserved tiramisu, turned around, and threw it into the trash

slightly widened his eyes

to look

past him, and went

trash can and looked at the crumbling cake inside,

she was celebrating for

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

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

with Christina, he was in a good mood

Christina didn't want to hear anything about

look and pretended not to

really? So yesterday was his birthday.’ Mr.Hopkins looked at the chessboard and casually made a move, then asked, "Yesterday the butler said you bought

"I threw it away."

a little

‘horse’ and ate Mr.Hopkins's

"What are you doing?"

‘car’ and immediately shouted at her discontentedly, "Do you know how to play

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

do you want

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

butler beside them laughed

Madam is really good at playing chess,"

the piano!" Christina was not

"Piano?"

unconvinced, but when she mentioned the piano,

like playing the

"I don't like."

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