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.

head and climbed to the head of the bed as if she

picked up her phone and immediately deleted the information she had

that she was investigating Cecilia's

know that and didn't

know what she was

at her with fixed eyes and walked towards the

did you go to the Fire

in a deep

darkened when he mentioned

"Nothing," she replied perfunctorily.

tried to soften his tone and

"Why!"

suddenly raised her head and

not letting me out because of the rules of the Hopkins Family? Or are you afraid that I

night and the

in social media and magazines.Since I look so similar to

"You are not her!"

out but his

in his eyes and warned her 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

the coldness in his eyes at this moment but suddenly felt a little

standard to

to argue

herself that she didn't have the right to ask for his

couldn't help but care about his

indifferent, sometimes, he was gentle

to pretend to ignore his tenderness but greedily wanted to get

head, her eyes

out of bed and went to the closet

go downstairs to accompany

a weak voice, sounding like a

gazed at her

door, he suddenly called out to

stopped but did

just stood there and

he would have nothing more

"That cake..."

asked tentatively, sounding like he was

she turned around and looked at the table on the left

that she had ordered

I suddenly

raised her voice as

when she

table, packed up the specially reserved tiramisu, turned around, and threw it

slightly widened his eyes and

to look

past him, and

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

thought she was

that bastard.The Hopkins Family never celebrates the

the Hopkins Family, Mr.Hopkins was

in a good

want to hear anything about

look and

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

"I threw it away."

a little

she picked up a ‘horse’ and ate Mr.Hopkins's

"What are you doing?"

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

the battle.’ Christina glanced at him and had anger at every one of the

do you

Mr.Hopkins's face darkened.

beside them

is really good

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

"Piano?"

she mentioned the piano, his eyes flashed

like playing the

"I don't like."

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