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 of the poisoned apple, Patrick's deep

seemed to be

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

now, Patrick was a little

really works.’’ He murmured,

in the

took a deep look at the Grimm

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

it was

bought

he heard a chuckle from

up, he had already returned

nurse at the door was immediately

her things and

Madam of the Hopkins Family,

just

Dickens fell asleep and

Christina was sleeping soundly.

of the scene that Patrick

a poisonous apple and let

poisoned apple and crushed

"F*CK YOU!"

Connie in

Suddenly, the dream changed.

a man slowly

"Prince Charming?"

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

when she saw the man's cold face, Christina panicked and screamed as

opened her eyes, only to find that she was

in, and the clock on the wall showed

alone in the ward and it was

few

my gentle Prince

a

did she dream of Patrick? In her opinion, if Patrick was riding a horse, he should have

temperament more like that of

got up and went to the bathroom to brush her

rounds of the wards at 8:00, she stayed in

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

at the clock on the

It was only 7:30.

not

open with

him.What is he doing

was looking at her, his face

face,

frightened by

what are

soon as he came over, he

hands were still moving around her

pushed

the only thing he thoughtin the

on guard and repelled him,

up, Charles and Chandler are coming

head and

fingers were indeed just

didn't do anything

woman.It shouldn't matter if

some injection

the nurse looked at each other and Christina's face

the man in front of her away, feeling both embarrassed

Patrick insisted, "Don't move!"

the nurse quickly helped her to have an intravenous drip

a

down.Stop dreaming.That's

the hospital had been

hear them

to have eaten all day yesterday.He had

none of my business!’’

two last night.Was he planning to

looked over to the

was making

that the company had something

busy bee, he really shouldn't stay

why are you staring at

soon as Charles came in, he laughed

didn't show any respect to

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