Spoil My Errant Wife

"That year, I was chased out by the landlord.My luggage was thrown onto the road like garbage.You wouldn't understand how humiliated and helpless I was..."

Christina sat beside the hospital bed and talked about her past in a low voice.

"My aunt and I just left the Dickens Family.We were short of money, so we found a low-rent house.I was in my senior year, and my aunt cooked at home to save money.It was my birthday, and she wanted to make me fried tempura, but,’ 

"..The house was on fire."

"By the time I got back from school, the fire in the kitchen had been extinguished.The landlord immediately chased us out without a word and said she wanted 20,000 dollars for compensation.At that time, we couldn't afford that.800 dollars was all we had..." Christina fixed her eyes on them.

She didn't expect Patrick and the other young men to understand the helplessness and lowliness of being poor.

Her aunt's right arm was burned but she covered it with long sleeves without wanting her to know.

Without the money to pay the landlord, she could only be insulted and cursed.

Without the money to see a doctor, she could only bear the pain.

"That night, we huddled around the corner like vagrants.We were hopeless.At that time, a kind-hearted man gave us a hot meal, offered us a temporary stay at her house, and lent us money to go to the hospital..."

Christina paused, and she stretched out her right hand to tug at Patrick's hem.

"It was an accident…” She said in a low voice with an imploring tone.

She could guess that there was something wrong with the mango juice that Sophie gave her the other day, and Patrick would definitely find it out.

However, she didn't want to reveal the truth.

Someone once treated her well, and she would remember it for the rest of her life.

Christina was a little worried.

After all, Patrick was not an ordinary person.

If she wanted to deal with Sophie, she might never turn around.

"Why are you still be kind to the person who hurt you?"

Patrick stood by the bedside, looking down at her profile with sharp eyes.

Suddenly, he spoke coldly with mild anger.

She was saved once by Cory, who had treated her the way he had treated her.

She was able to calm down and talk and laugh with him.

"My heart is too small to remember something unhappy to displease myself"

She raised her head and looked straight at him with clear eyes.

Patrick pursed his lips tightly and looked into her eyes, but he suddenly became silent.

Charles and Chandler did not speak again.

They were surprised to hear what happened to Christina.

They looked at each other and their gazes fell on Patrick.

This matter depended on how Patrick dealt with it.

can you please just let

of his clothes and pleaded in a low

time she had begged him in such a soft

she did it for an outsider! Patrick stared at her

away, he took a step forward, bent down,

sprayed on her sensitive neck, and Christina tensed

do something bad to you, will you forgive me like this...’ Christina

words echoed in in

did he mean by that?’

had walked out of the ward, leaving her sitting on the bed, looking at

vaguely

is also in this hospital.Should we go and

"..She was discharged"

nurse close the door, and

and looked at her

there was one more

mother..’ She thought, perhaps Patrick did not

laughed

not need to

did not listen to her, Cecilia would personally speak

of the hospital, Patrick's cell phone

some urgent business

cold and he gave orders as

and Charles walked side

we

elevator, Patrick had just hung up the phone, and Charles couldn't help but

all knew very well that Sophie was responsible for Christina's

go? It was not like Hopkins

raised his eyebrows slightly and

take

a cold

not ask any

of the elevator, they

not even capable of doing one thing I

shop opposite the north gate of First High School

sat opposite each other, and the young woman shouted angrily, "I told you to add the whole package

down and called the young woman across from her with

"Shut up!"

Cecilia seemed pissed off.

table and stood up from

to call me that name? Are you suffering from senile dementia or are you helping that Christina to kill

"No, no."

was nervous

asked me to drug Christina,

conscience was

the nerve to speak up for her.I am your

at her with a

that Christina was bleeding profusely in the hotel that night and was in a

would lose

go

home for so many years, and you've been on my mind constantly.But you, you always help those outsiders.Do you know that b*tch Christina stole my man?

that since she became a