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

immediately deleted the information she

to know that she was investigating Cecilia's

to know that

know what she

her with fixed eyes and walked

go to the Fire Club with Charles last

in a

he mentioned what happened

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

and said,

"Why!"

her head and glared at

out because of the rules of the Hopkins Family? Or

and the

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

"You are not her!"

out but his

a cold voice, "Do as my words! You'll always have bodyguards

could not understand the coldness in his eyes at

a different standard to

want to argue with

herself that she didn't have the right to ask

just couldn't help but care about his

indifferent, sometimes, he was gentle

trying to pretend to ignore his

her head, her eyes

out of bed and went to the closet to

downstairs

a weak voice, sounding like a

gazed at her

as she reached the bedroom door, he suddenly called out

did

just stood there and

he would have nothing more to say than

"That cake..."

sounding like he

around and looked at the table on the

almost forgot that she had ordered a birthday

myself because I suddenly wanted to eat

raised her voice as if

when she said

specially reserved tiramisu, turned

his eyes and stared

to

lips, strode past him, and went

looked at the crumbling cake inside, he

was celebrating

that bastard.The Hopkins Family never celebrates

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

Christina, he was in a good mood and talked

want to hear anything

a serious look and pretended

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

"I threw it away."

a

up a ‘horse’ and

"What are you doing?"

shouted at her discontentedly, "Do you know how to play

at him and

do you want

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

butler beside them laughed

is really good at

at the piano!"

"Piano?"

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

like playing the

"I don't like."

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