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.

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

to be

pure but it was unlikely to appear

now, Patrick was a

really works.’’ He murmured, his heart throbbing

in the hospital

a deep look at

a couple in the lobby of the hospital, the patient woman acted coquettishly

time, he thought it was an extremely

bought this

a chuckle from

he had already returned to that cold

the door was immediately

packed her things

Young Madam of the Hopkins Family, but this

look just now was inexplicably

asleep and didn't see

Christina was sleeping soundly.

the scene that Patrick read in the story of

the old witch, took a poisonous apple and let her

snatched the poisoned apple and crushed it into

"F*CK YOU!"

kicked Connie

Suddenly, the dream changed.

bridge, and a man slowly approached her

"Prince Charming?"

man, and she looked forward to seeing the

panicked and screamed as

screamed and opened her eyes, only to find that she was

light shone in, and the clock on the wall showed that it was

was alone in the ward and it was

took a few deep

me back my gentle Prince

a

Patrick? In her opinion, if Patrick was riding

his cold and sinister temperament more like that of the god of

up and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash

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

sat back on the bed, the door to

subconsciously looked up at the clock

It was only 7:30.

doctor should not

door was open with a

is he doing here

at

cold face, he walked quickly towards

little frightened by his imposing

are you

he bent over and leaned closer

hands were still moving around her

pushed

only thing he thoughtin the

that she was on guard and repelled

and Chandler are coming over

Christina heard him say this, she lowered her head and noticed that the collar of her gown was wide

long fingers were indeed

do

matter if I

in some injection bottles

each other and Christina's face

man in front of her away, feeling both embarrassed

Patrick insisted, "Don't move!"

that Christina was embarrassed, the nurse quickly helped her to have an

only I had a boyfriend

voice down.Stop dreaming.That's Patrick

nurses in the hospital had been very

could vaguely hear them

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

none of

bring dinner for two last night.Was he

the balcony of the

making a phone

that the company had something urgent

a busy bee, he really shouldn't stay here and waste

are you staring at

as Charles came in, he

and she didn't show any

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