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.

turned her head and climbed to the head of the bed as if

phone and immediately deleted the information she had

that she was investigating Cecilia's affair

to know that and didn't

know what she

fixed eyes

go to the Fire Club with Charles

asked in a

when he mentioned what

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

tone and said, "Don't go

"Why!"

her head and

the Hopkins Family? Or are you afraid that

about what happened last night and the 'car sex' photo, she became

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

"You are not her!"

it out 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

coldness in his eyes at this moment but suddenly

used a different standard to measure

to

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

but care

was indifferent, sometimes, he was gentle

was trying to pretend to ignore his tenderness but greedily wanted to

her head, her

closet to

go downstairs to

spoke in a weak voice,

her

door, he suddenly called out to

stopped but did

there and waited for

would have nothing more to

"That cake..."

like he

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

that she had ordered a

it myself because I suddenly wanted to eat

her voice as if denying

when

the specially reserved tiramisu, turned around,

widened his eyes and stared at

dare to look at his gloomy

lips, strode past him, and went

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

she was celebrating

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

hall of the Main Residence of the Hopkins Family,

Christina, he was in a good mood and talked to her about

Christina didn't want to hear anything

and pretended not to know

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

"I threw it away."

looked a

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

"What are you doing?"

shouted at her

kinship into consideration in the battle.’ Christina glanced at him and had anger at every one of the I Hopkins

do you want to

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

them laughed

Madam is really good at playing chess,"

at the piano!" Christina

"Piano?"

had been a little unconvinced, but when she

you like playing

"I don't like."

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