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.

taken a bite of the

to be

surprising expression was clean and pure but it

was a little

works.’’ He murmured, his heart throbbing with

the hospital bed

her eyes and took a deep look at the Grimm

he met a couple in the lobby of the hospital, the patient woman acted coquettishly and asked her boyfriend

it was

bought this Grimm

he heard a chuckle from

had already returned to

nurse at the door was

packed her

ward was occupied by the Young Master and Young Madam of the Hopkins Family, but this Mr.Hopkins did not seem

look just now

Miss Dickens fell asleep and didn't see

Christina was sleeping soundly.

that Patrick read in the

a poisonous apple and let

snatched the poisoned apple and crushed it into pieces with one

"F*CK YOU!"

kicked Connie

Suddenly, the dream changed.

and a man slowly approached her

"Prince Charming?"

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

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

screamed and opened her eyes, only to find

on

was alone in the ward and it

and took a few deep

my gentle

a little

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

cold and sinister temperament more like

to the bathroom

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

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

looked up at the

It was only 7:30.

should not

was open with a click, and

is him.What is he

at

a cold face, he walked quickly

little frightened by

what are

came over, he bent

still

nervously pushed him

only thing he thoughtin

on guard and repelled

Charles and Chandler

her head and noticed that the collar of

long fingers were indeed just

didn't do anything

a woman.It shouldn't matter if I see

some injection bottles

and the nurse looked at each other and

both embarrassed and angry, "Okay, the top button doesn't need

Patrick insisted, "Don't move!"

nurse quickly helped her to have an intravenous drip and walked

a

down.Stop dreaming.That's

nurses in the hospital had been very

hear them talking about

have eaten all day yesterday.He had brought dinner

none of my business!’’

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

looked over to the balcony of the

was making a phone

company had something urgent that

busy bee, he really shouldn't stay here and

are you staring at Patrick

as Charles came in, he

she didn't

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