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 she was hiding

her phone and immediately

to know that she was investigating Cecilia's affair

that and didn't

know what she was

stared at her with fixed eyes and walked towards

did you go to the Fire

asked in a

darkened when he mentioned what happened

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

tone and

"Why!"

raised her head and

of the Hopkins Family? Or are

Christina thought about what happened last night and the 'car sex' photo,

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

"You are not her!"

out but his voice

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

understand the coldness in his eyes at

he used a different standard to measure her and his Miss

want to

kept reminding herself that she didn't have the right to

just couldn't help but care

he was indifferent, sometimes, he

to pretend to ignore his

her head,

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

downstairs

a weak

at her with

reached the bedroom door, he suddenly

but did not turn

there and

have nothing more to say than

"That cake..."

asked tentatively, sounding like he was hiding and bearing

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

she had ordered

it myself because I

raised her voice as if denying

when

packed up the specially reserved tiramisu, turned around, and

widened his eyes and

did not dare to look at his gloomy

pursed her lips, strode past him, and

trash can and looked

was

was the birthday of that bastard.The Hopkins Family

hall of the Main Residence of the Hopkins Family,

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

Christina didn't want to hear anything

had a serious look and pretended not

birthday.’ Mr.Hopkins looked at the chessboard and casually made

"I threw it away."

looked a little

a ‘horse’ and ate Mr.Hopkins's

"What are you doing?"

and immediately shouted at her discontentedly,

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

you want

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

butler beside them laughed out

really good at playing

at the piano!" Christina was

"Piano?"

been a little unconvinced, but when she mentioned the

like playing

"I don't like."

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