Spoil My Errant Wife

"Christina, we are just concerned about your condition.You don't have to be so vigilant.’’ Charles found it strange.

Christina was straightforward.

Although she was not gentle and coquettish like those women, there was no need to be so vigilant.

"Yes, I am.I don't deserve your concern.Get out."

She suppressed her strong emotions in her clear eyes and stared at Patrick at the door with a cold and distant expression.

"Christina, enough!" Patrick looked at her.

"Enough?!"

Christina remembered what happened that night, her eyes red, and she tried to suppress her emotions.

She bit her lip and laughed at herself.

"Patrick, every time there's an accident, it's my fault."

"What are you trying to teach me? Are you going to say that I ate so much that my child almost miscarried and I was not qualified to be a mother? Or do you think that Cory and I had done some shady things because he was here with me for the whole night, thus blaming me for being a slut? Every time you would only blame me..." She glared at him.

"You don't like me, so everything I do is wrong!"

‘‘I called you.I begged you.It was still my fault.’ 

"Patrick, the worst thing I have done is to trust you," she thought of him immediately that night.

It was ridiculous.

The pool of blood from last night came to her mind.

She was not afraid of death but worried about her child.

She couldn't let the child miscarry.

So she kept begging them on her phone...

"Patrick, do you come here today to see if I was dead or if this eyesore in my abdomen had miscarried? Then let me tell you, I'm sorry, this illegitimate child is still alive!"

“..I'm sorry.”

This illegitimate child is still alive.

Her words shocked everyone present.

"What are you talking about!"

Patrick's cold voice nearly exploded from his teeth.

"Patrick, it's you who poisoned Christina!"

Cory misunderstood.

He rushed to Patrick with a dark face and grabbed Patrick's shoulder excitedly with both hands.

"What the f*ck did you do? She won't threaten you to be with Cecilia, but you even want to kill her..."

"Let go..."

Patrick looked impatient, especially when he saw Cory's concern for her.

"I told you.It's none of your business!"

Patrick seemed to be extremely angry.

He raised his fist and directly hit Cory in the chest.

Cory, gentle and noble, was no match for him at all.

Cory was hit hard and immediately bent down in pain.

"Patrick, if anything happens to Christina, I won't let you go!"

Cory clutched his painful chest, gritted his teeth, and warned boldly.

won't let me

sneered, raising the corners of his lips

he said word by word, disdainful, "You? How dare you fight

Patrick pushed

sullen expression and grabbed his

pale, his breathing

the doctors were so scared that they rushed over to persuade

"Patrick, Patrick, calm down..."

"Let him go."

was a sudden panic on

out of her hand and rushed forward to protect

"Let him go...’’ 

her head and looking at Patrick in

can't get

to get close, so

the atmosphere in the

filled with hostility as if she would fight him if he did not

to say something, but Patrick

"How are you?"

and asked in a low

and wanted to say that he was fine, but his throat

and he

his right hand clenched, his veins throbbing as if suppressing great

Charles was startled.

Patrick's cold back, he did not

to persuade him, he found

surprise, it

suddenly left last night.Where were you? Did something

got out of the elevator, walked to Patrick's side, and held

with

Charles's voice sounded stiff.

night, Patrick was

he felt a little complicated, especially when he

he was impatient to deal with the

back his

"Go away!"

he spoke, he strode into the elevator and angrily pressed down

the elevator door slowly

hurriedly walked into the elevator, while Cecilia stood outside the

lips tightly and looked at the man in the elevator with tears in her eyes."Patrick, Patrick...’ She

tried to get close to him but did not dare to, looking

"Is Cecilia sick too?"

on her somehow and

already closed and was

cold and he

elevator, the atmosphere was too

a long time before he said, "I think Christina might

at Patrick with obvious hostility, and said

Cecilia look alike, their

just trying to put

Patrick seemed to have been

eyes and

Cecilia is more

door opened and Patrick

was left alone in the

He just...

honest, Charles had known Patrick since he was a child,

walked out gloomily and muttered, "No, no, no.How

Cecilia on purpose?’’ Just then, a strange thought flashed through

"That's impossible..."

little unsure

his heart and wanted to ask, but he

walked to the car and saw

didn't usually drive

was confused, Patrick coldly urged him, "Car

open the back car door, Patrick turned the car key with a sullen expression and slammed on the

The car sped away.

stared blankly at the rear