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

up her phone and immediately deleted the information she

know that she was investigating Cecilia's affair with

that

did not know what

fixed

to the Fire Club with

asked in a

he mentioned what happened last

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

his tone and said, "Don't go to

"Why!"

her head and glared

me out because of the rules of the Hopkins Family? Or are you afraid that I

night and the 'car sex' photo, she became

everywhere in social media and magazines.Since I look so similar to her, why can

"You are not her!"

out but his voice

have bodyguards with you when you go out.Christina, don't make trouble for me.I

not understand the coldness in his eyes at this moment but suddenly

a different standard to measure her

to argue

that she didn't have the right to ask for

couldn't help but care

indifferent, sometimes, he was gentle to

his

head, her

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

go downstairs

spoke in a weak voice, sounding

her with complicated

she reached the bedroom door, he suddenly

stopped but did not

there and waited for

more to say than

"That cake..."

sounding like he was hiding and bearing

around and looked at the table on

that she had ordered

bought it myself because I suddenly wanted to

voice as if denying

was stunned when she

the specially reserved tiramisu, turned around, and threw it into the trash

slightly widened his eyes

not dare to

her lips, strode past him, and went straight

can and looked at the crumbling cake inside, he felt pretty

thought she was celebrating for

of that bastard.The Hopkins Family

of the Hopkins Family, Mr.Hopkins was sipping his

Christina, he was in a good mood and talked to

didn't want to hear

had a serious look and pretended not

looked at the chessboard and casually

"I threw it away."

looked a little

a ‘horse’ and ate Mr.Hopkins's ‘car’ without

"What are you doing?"

‘car’ and immediately shouted at her discontentedly, "Do you

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

you

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

them laughed

really good at

better at the piano!"

"Piano?"

unconvinced, but when she mentioned the piano, his eyes

like

"I don't like."

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