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.

Snow White had taken a bite of the

to be

expression was clean and pure but it was unlikely to

was

He murmured, his

the hospital bed

deep look at the Grimm Fairy Tale in

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

it was an extremely childish and unscientific

somehow, he bought

a chuckle

looked up, he had already

the door was

her

Young Master and Young Madam of the Hopkins

surprised look just now was

Dickens fell asleep and didn't

Christina was sleeping soundly.

the scene that Patrick read in

old witch, took a poisonous

snatched the poisoned apple and crushed

"F*CK YOU!"

Connie

Suddenly, the dream changed.

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

"Prince Charming?"

and she looked forward to seeing the

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

eyes, only to find that she

the clock on the wall

in the ward and it was

lay on the bed and took a few deep

my gentle Prince

was a little

she dream of Patrick? In her opinion, if Patrick

his cold and sinister temperament more like

bathroom to brush her teeth

to make the rounds of the wards at 8:00, she stayed in bed obediently

back on the bed,

subconsciously looked up at the clock on

It was only 7:30.

doctor should not be at

door was open with a click, and

is he doing here

looking at her,

face, he walked quickly towards

little frightened by

what are you

came over, he bent over and leaned closer

hands were still

pushed

only thing he thoughtin

was on guard and repelled him, he was a

Chandler are coming over

she lowered her head and noticed that the collar of

long fingers were indeed just

didn't do anything

shouldn't matter if I see

nurse brought in some injection

nurse looked at each other and Christina's face turned

away, feeling both embarrassed

Patrick insisted, "Don't move!"

helped her to have an

only I had a

your voice down.Stop

had been very excited

hear them talking about

all day yesterday.He had brought dinner for two, but the woman refused

of my

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

the

making

had something urgent that he

he really shouldn't stay here and waste his

are you

as Charles came in, he laughed and teased

speechless and she didn't show any respect to

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