Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 58: Devil's Wife 

Christina sneaked into the wine party.In fact, she did not understand why she came over.

She was a little concerned and upset.She thought that Laurie and Cory would definitely attend IP&G Group's anniversary celebration.

Carrie might come too.She wanted to know what was hidden between Patrick and Carrie.

She wondered whether he helped Carrie against her.

To her disappointment, Carrie wasn't there tonight.

The celebration had begun.

"The one on stage is the President of IP&G Group..."

A stranger beside her pointed to the rostrum and whispered.

Immediately, he looked down at Christina and smiled.

"Miss Jones, I heard that you are his girlfriend."

He smiled casually as if he were simply curious about their relationship.

Christina looked a little embarrassed.

The man mistook her for Cecilia.

She had no way but to pretend to be another woman because she didn't have an invitation.

At this time, the lights of the venue were dimmed.

Patrick was making a speech on the rostrum.

He was surrounded by the spotlight, setting off his outstanding temperament.

Instantly, he became the focus of the entire venue.

Christina stood in the crowd and occasionally heard some women whispering.

These women looked at the stage with adoration.

The distance between her and him was not that far.

But at this moment, Christina really understood the distance between them.

The distance between her and him reminded her of what Betty had said before.

Patrick was the kind of man whom anyone shouldn't be in love with.

Falling in love with him was doomed to end in misery.

What kind of woman would own such a man? Christina didn't know.

But that woman was definitely not her.

Just as she was thinking about it, a burning gaze suddenly fell on her from the stage.

Christina was shocked when she looked into his deep eyes.

Patrick's speech was brief.

He quickly handed the microphone back to the host.

He seemed to find something and then strode down the stage.

"Patrick."

This soft voice came from a woman who threw herself to Patrick when he just stepped down.

In the distance, Christina was stunned.

After a second of hesitation, she turned around and walked straight to the exit.

"Why on earth did I come here..."

Christina lowered her head and walked a little faster, mocking herself in a low voice.

"Go away!"

Patrick's voice was cold and deep, with a hint of displeasure.

"Patrick, I have received those anonymous threatening letters recently.They are terrible..." Cecilia held his arm tightly.

Her voice was soft and low, making people softhearted.

"Miss Jones, please don't bother me!" Patrick looked impatient.

pity, he pushed her

"Go away "

the previous position but found nothing.Did he make a

going back

and took

and did not

moment, the two of them walked side

at

bodyguards to protect his grandfather from

out the car

you let Christina

spoke, he reached

"Patrick!"

gloomy voice

a sharp and

Bang 

"Get down!"

almost at

was startled and

were

metal body of the car, making a

"Patrick, come out!"

dressed in a

he was out

eyes were bloodshot, and his right hand held a

was striding

"Patrick!!"

the name and kept roaring! Christina, who was

out of the elevator and wanted to drive

to meet such a

wanted to

not help but

Her mind went blank.

calm down and

saw that the ferocious man holding the

was about to reach

Bang 

out

and ear- splitting sound scared

feet were weak and her trembling body was about

soon as she took a step, she heard

the anniversary celebration.It's bad luck to see

voice came from

tone was calm and didn't sound

leaned out half of her body and looked

a sigh

Fortunately, they were fine.

gun was pinned

hands with his right hand and pressed his neck with his left

want to kill

voice was cold as if he did not care at

"Patrick, you motherf*cker"

man roared

voice was full of hatred, and he resisted

gun had fallen to the

Patrick and all he did was in

has nothing to do with Patrick.’’ Charles was not too shocked by

first time they had encountered such a

man in front of them, they could

my father! Patrick, you cold-blooded beast, it was you! You killed

face, which was pressed

voice he uttered was eerie

year.In order to consolidate your power in the group, you did not hesitate to suppress these previous

I'm

in his right hand, and loaded it skillfully, and pressed the cold

mind the scolding

Instead, he sneered...

hell to accompany that

face

cold and terrifying metallic touch on his temple made him

a lot of people who want

suppressed the fear in his heart and

Patrick was too ruthless.

could without leaving leeway, which had offended many people in the business

to challenge him directly, but

you have the ability to kill

pressed the muzzle

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