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 bed

picked up her phone and immediately deleted the information she had

that she was investigating Cecilia's

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

know what

at her with fixed eyes and walked towards

go to the Fire Club with Charles

suddenly asked in a deep

he mentioned what happened

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

and said, "Don't go

"Why!"

her head and glared at

of the Hopkins Family? Or are you afraid that I will embarrass

and the

movie star.Her face is everywhere in social media and magazines.Since I look so similar

"You are not her!"

but

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, don't make trouble for me.I don't have that

his eyes at this

used a different standard to measure her and his

want to

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

just couldn't help but care about

he was indifferent, sometimes, he

to ignore his tenderness but

her head,

the closet to change her clothes, then

go downstairs to

spoke in a weak voice, sounding like a

her with complicated

as she reached the bedroom door,

did not turn

there and

he would have nothing more to say

"That cake..."

sounding like he

and looked at the table on the left of

forgot that she had ordered a birthday

myself because I suddenly wanted to eat

voice as

stunned when she said

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

eyes

not dare to look at his

strode past him, and went

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

was celebrating

bastard.The

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

was in a good mood and talked to her

didn't want to hear anything about

look and pretended not

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

"I threw it away."

a little

up a ‘horse’ and ate Mr.Hopkins's

"What are you doing?"

immediately shouted at her

in the battle.’ Christina glanced at him

do you

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

them

really good

better at the piano!" Christina was not humble

"Piano?"

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

you like

"I don't like."

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