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.

the head of the bed

phone and immediately deleted the information she had

didn't want him to know that she was investigating

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

did not know

just stared at her with fixed eyes and

the Fire

asked in

he mentioned what happened

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

to soften his tone and

"Why!"

suddenly raised her head and glared

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

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

in social media and magazines.Since I look so

"You are not her!"

but his voice sounded

You'll always have bodyguards with you when you go out.Christina, don't make trouble for me.I don't have that much time to take

coldness in his eyes

he used a different standard to measure her and his

didn't want to

right to ask for his justice,

just couldn't help but care about his

indifferent, sometimes,

ignore his tenderness but greedily wanted to get

head, her eyes

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

go downstairs to

weak voice,

her with

as she reached the bedroom door,

stopped but did not

stood there and waited for

would have nothing more

"That cake..."

sounding like he was

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

she had ordered

myself because I suddenly

raised her voice as if

stunned when

walked quickly to the table, packed up the specially reserved

widened his eyes and

dare to

lips, strode past him, and went straight

the trash can and looked at the crumbling cake inside,

thought she was celebrating for

of that bastard.The Hopkins

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

chess with Christina, he was in a

didn't want to

had a serious look and pretended not to know

looked at the chessboard and casually made a move, then asked, "Yesterday the

"I threw it away."

a little

up a ‘horse’

"What are you doing?"

immediately shouted at her discontentedly,

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.

beside them laughed out

Madam is really good at playing chess,"

I'm better at the piano!" Christina was not humble at

"Piano?"

had been a little unconvinced, but when she mentioned the piano, his

you like playing the

"I don't like."

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