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.
a bite of
to be
and pure but it was unlikely to appear
Patrick was a little
murmured, his heart throbbing
in the hospital bed fell
lowered her eyes and took a deep look at the Grimm
couple in the lobby of the hospital, the patient woman acted coquettishly and asked
thought it was
bought this
heard a
had already returned to that cold and
nurse at the door
quickly packed her
nurses here all knew that this ward was occupied by the Young Master and Young Madam of the Hopkins Family, but this Mr.Hopkins did not seem to be as sinister and
surprised look just now was
Miss Dickens fell asleep and didn't see
Christina was sleeping soundly.
of the scene that Patrick read
a poisonous
poisoned apple and crushed it into pieces with one
"F*CK YOU!"
Connie
Suddenly, the dream changed.
stone bridge, and a
"Prince Charming?"
in love with that man, and she looked forward to seeing the man who was
saw the man's cold face, Christina panicked and screamed as if
her eyes, only
and the clock on the wall showed that it was 7:00
the
few deep
back my gentle Prince
a little
her opinion, if Patrick
sinister temperament more like
to the bathroom to brush
the wards at 8:00, she stayed in bed obediently after
on the bed, the door to the ward was
looked up at the clock on the
It was only 7:30.
not
was open with a click,
him.What is he
Patrick was looking at her,
face, he walked
little frightened by
are you
came over, he bent over and leaned closer
still moving around
pushed him
only thing he
was on guard and repelled
and Chandler
heard him say this, she lowered her head and noticed that the collar
were indeed just buttoning her
do
matter
brought in some injection bottles and
each other and
embarrassed and angry, "Okay,
Patrick insisted, "Don't move!"
the nurse quickly helped her
I had a
voice down.Stop dreaming.That's Patrick
hospital had been very excited
could vaguely hear them
all day yesterday.He had brought dinner for
of my
two last night.Was he planning to have dinner with me here?’
to the balcony of the
making a
that the company had something urgent that he
really shouldn't stay here and waste
are you staring
soon as Charles came in, he laughed and
speechless and she didn't show any respect
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