Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 50: Tell You a Story And...

She looked at him with complicated expressions on her face.

Patrick had a large lunch box in his right hand and a book in his left hand.

‘What is he going to do?’

 "Eat these..""

Patrick opened the lunch box he had brought and placed it directly in front of her.

It sounded like he was ordering her.

"No"

Christina pulled a long face and she didn't know what she was sulking about.

She carried the food made in the hospital, picked up the eggs and pig liver that she hated, and stuffed them directly into her mouth.

At this time, they were in the small side-hall of the ward, where there was a set of simple wooden chairs and a glass tea table.

Dinner brought by Patrick was placed on the tea table, emitting a strong fragrance.

"Miss Dickens, didn't you just say that you dislike the food in our hospital? This Chicken Soup is suitable for you.It's not greasy and it doesn't taste like Traditional Chinese Medicine, and it's made by the chef of a five-star hotel.."

The nurse tried to persuade Christina.

Christina smelled the strong aroma and found that it was exactly the soup she liked.

She did not know what this man was thinking.

But she knew he was never such a kind man.

What if it was poisonous?’ She was a little childish and got ina rage with herself.

"No, I love these."

With a sullen face, she took a large piece of egg into her mouth, chewed it, and pretended that it was delicious.

Patrick remained silent.

Instead, he sat in the chair opposite her and looked at her thoughtfully.

Christina disliked him in her heart even more.

He looked at her and made her unable to go back on her word.

After dinner, she went back into bed and became an obedient patient.

She looked expressionless at the boring TV series.

From time to time, she secretly glanced at the small side-hall.

The man hadn't left yet! The atmosphere in this ward was very weird...

He was in the same space as her, but they were not talking.

She was watching TV absent-mindedly, and he...was reading.

Christina opened her eyes slightly.

‘'He's reading a fairy tale book!’’ 

Just then, Patrick also looked up at her, and their eyes met.

She immediately lay back on the bed with her back to him.

While Patrick approached her with the Grimm's Fairy Tales...

He stood by the bedside.

His beautiful brows on his handsome face slightly drew closer.

It was as if he was struggling with something.

"Do you want to hear a story?" He said in a deep voice.

Christina thought she was hallucinating.

She didn't believe what she heard until the man sat on the chair beside the bed and read the story of Snow White word by word.

This romantic love fairy tale was completely inconsistent with the cold and stern temperament of Mr.Hopkins.

But Christina could tell that he was very attentive and, of course, awkward.

"Why are you reading this? I don't like this story "

She still turned her back to him and muttered to herself, but it was undeniable that a strange feeling welled up in her heart.

bite

seemed to be

expression was clean and pure but it was unlikely to appear on his

Patrick was

He murmured, his

the hospital bed fell

eyes and took a deep look at the Grimm Fairy Tale in

met a couple in the lobby of the hospital, the patient woman acted coquettishly and

thought it was

somehow, he bought

a chuckle from

had already returned to that cold and indifferent

nurse at the door was

quickly packed her

of the Hopkins Family, but this Mr.Hopkins did not seem to be as sinister and terrifying as the rumor

just now

Dickens fell asleep

Christina was sleeping soundly.

scene that Patrick read in

old witch, took a poisonous apple and let her eat

and crushed it into pieces

"F*CK YOU!"

kicked Connie

Suddenly, the dream changed.

and a man slowly approached

"Prince Charming?"

that man, and she looked forward to seeing the man who

and

screamed and opened her eyes, only to find

shone in, and the clock on the wall

was alone in the ward and

on the bed and took a few deep breaths, her

me back my gentle

was a

her opinion, if Patrick was riding a horse, he should have a

sinister temperament

and went to the bathroom to brush

of the wards at 8:00, she stayed

she sat back on the bed, the door to the

subconsciously looked up at the clock

It was only 7:30.

doctor should not be at work

was open with

him.What is he doing here

looking at her, his face suddenly

with a cold face, he walked

frightened

what are you

as he came over, he bent over and

were still moving around her

pushed him

thing he thoughtin the

on guard and

Charles and Chandler are coming over

and noticed that the collar of

fingers were indeed just buttoning

didn't do

woman.It shouldn't matter if I

in some

each other

feeling both embarrassed and angry, "Okay, the

Patrick insisted, "Don't move!"

was embarrassed, the nurse quickly helped

only I had a

your voice down.Stop

the hospital had

vaguely hear them talking

to have eaten all day yesterday.He had brought dinner for

is none of my

bring dinner for two last night.Was he planning to have dinner with me here?’

to the balcony of the

was making a phone

the company had something urgent that he shall

he really shouldn't stay

are you staring at

soon as Charles came in, he

didn't show any

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