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.

he read that Snow White had taken a bite of the

to

a surprising expression was clean and pure but it was unlikely to appear

was

murmured,

in the hospital bed

and took a deep look at the Grimm

in the lobby of the hospital, the patient woman acted coquettishly and asked her boyfriend to tell her a story to coax her to

time, he thought it was an extremely childish and unscientific

he bought this

a

looked up, he had already returned to

the

her things

and Young Madam of the Hopkins

surprised look just now

Dickens fell asleep and

Christina was sleeping soundly.

Patrick read in the

old witch, took a poisonous

the poisoned apple and crushed it

"F*CK YOU!"

Connie

Suddenly, the dream changed.

beautiful stone bridge, and a man slowly approached her on a white

"Prince Charming?"

in love with that man, and she looked forward to seeing the

and screamed as if she saw a ghost, "I

screamed and opened her eyes, only to find that she

clock on the wall

the ward

took a few deep

back my gentle

a little angry

did she dream of Patrick? In her opinion, if Patrick

cold and sinister temperament more like that

went to the bathroom to brush

the wards at 8:00, she stayed in bed obediently after washing

sat back on the bed, the door to the ward was

up at the clock on the

It was only 7:30.

doctor should not be at work

door was open with a click,

him.What is he

was looking at her, his face suddenly

face, he walked quickly

was a little frightened by

are

soon as he came over, he bent over and

were still moving around

pushed him

only thing he thoughtin

saw that she was on guard and repelled him, he was a little

up, Charles and Chandler are coming

say this, she lowered her head and noticed that the

were indeed just

didn't do anything

a woman.It shouldn't matter if I

some injection bottles and

at each other and Christina's face

both embarrassed and angry, "Okay, the top button

Patrick insisted, "Don't move!"

the nurse quickly helped her to have an

a boyfriend

voice down.Stop dreaming.That's

had

hear

seem to have eaten all day yesterday.He had brought dinner for two, but

of

last night.Was he planning

to the

making a

the company had something

really shouldn't stay here and

why are you staring at

as Charles came in, he laughed

speechless and she didn't show any respect

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