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 poisoned apple, Patrick's deep eyes lit up

to

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

Patrick was a

works.’’ He murmured, his

woman in the

eyes and took a deep look at

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

that time, he thought it was an extremely childish and unscientific

somehow, he bought this Grimm

he heard a chuckle from the

up, he had already returned to that cold and indifferent

at the door was immediately

quickly packed her things and walked

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

look just

asleep

Christina was sleeping soundly.

Patrick read in the story of Snow

old witch, took a poisonous apple and

the poisoned apple and crushed it into pieces with one

"F*CK YOU!"

Connie

Suddenly, the dream changed.

a man slowly approached

"Prince Charming?"

she looked forward

cold face, Christina panicked and screamed as if she saw a ghost, "I

eyes, only to

in, and the clock on the wall showed that it

was alone in the

and took a few deep breaths, her heart still beating a little

my

was a

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

sinister temperament more like that of the god

bathroom to brush her teeth

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

soon as she sat back on the bed, the

up at the clock on the

It was only 7:30.

doctor should not

door was open with a click, and Christina

is he doing here

Patrick was looking at her,

face, he walked quickly

was a little frightened by his

what are

came over, he

hands were still

pushed

only thing he thoughtin

she was on guard and repelled him,

up, Charles and Chandler are

lowered her head and noticed that the

long fingers were indeed just buttoning

do

a woman.It shouldn't matter if

some injection bottles

each other and

embarrassed and angry, "Okay, the top button

Patrick insisted, "Don't move!"

was embarrassed, the nurse quickly helped her to

a boyfriend like that.’

your voice down.Stop dreaming.That's Patrick

nurses in the hospital had

vaguely hear them

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

of my

bring dinner for two last night.Was he planning to have dinner with

looked over to the balcony

making a phone

company had something urgent that he shall deal

busy bee, he really shouldn't stay here and

you staring

as Charles came in, he laughed

and she didn't show any respect

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