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.

read that Snow White had taken a bite of the poisoned apple, Patrick's deep eyes lit

to be

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

now, Patrick was a little

murmured, his heart throbbing

the hospital

her eyes and took a deep look

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

he thought it was an extremely childish

bought

he heard a chuckle from the

already returned to that cold

at the

packed her

Master and Young Madam of the Hopkins Family, but this Mr.Hopkins

just now

fell asleep and didn't see

Christina was sleeping soundly.

that Patrick

witch, took a poisonous

and crushed

"F*CK YOU!"

Connie

Suddenly, the dream changed.

stone bridge, and a man slowly approached

"Prince Charming?"

in love with that man, and she

panicked and

eyes, only to

on the wall showed that it was 7:00

the

on the bed and took a few deep breaths,

my gentle Prince

a little

opinion, if Patrick

would make his cold and sinister temperament more like that

bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her

the wards at 8:00,

on the bed, the door

up at the clock on the

It was only 7:30.

doctor should not be

door was open with

him.What is he doing here

Patrick was looking at

cold face, he walked quickly towards

frightened by his

what are

as he came over, he

were still moving

nervously pushed

thing he

saw that she was on guard and repelled him, he

Chandler

say this, she lowered her head and noticed that the collar of her gown

long fingers were indeed just

didn't do anything

a woman.It shouldn't matter if I see

some

nurse looked at each other and Christina's face

front of her away, feeling both embarrassed and

Patrick insisted, "Don't move!"

quickly helped her to have an intravenous drip and

had a boyfriend like

voice down.Stop dreaming.That's Patrick

in the hospital had been

vaguely hear them talking about

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

of my business!’’

did bring dinner for two last night.Was he planning

looked over to the balcony of

was making

company had something urgent that

he really shouldn't stay here and

why are you

in, he laughed and

speechless and she didn't show any

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