Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 69: Lie on the Bed 

Christina had dinner in Hopkins Family.

Although she was not as restrained as she used to be, she watched her manners carefully, not daring to be rude.

Patrick and Mr.Hopkins paid great attention to table etiquette.They ate elegantly with chopsticks and rarely talked.

She stuffed a spoonful of nutritious porridge into her mouth and secretly looked at the man beside her from the corner of her eyes.

Patrick didn't seem to have any appetite.

He only chewed on a few vegetables and then put down his chopsticks.

Christina's eyes suddenly lit up.

She seemed to notice that Patrick's brows were slightly knit as if he was holding back something.

Even there was a little sweat on his forehead...

Christina peered into his eyes and unconsciously leaned closer to him.

"Christina, what are you looking at?"

Mr.Hopkins sitting opposite her asked in a calm voice, feeling that she was not decent with her body leaned when having dinner.

Patrick turned his head and happened to have eye contact with Christina.

Suddenly, his eyes met hers.

They were surprised at first, then Christina blushed and turned away quickly and guiltily as if she had done something wrong.

"Nothing."

She glanced around awkwardly and then her eyes fell at the pot of delicious sea cucumber stew on the table.She made an excuse.

"I want some soup..."

The maid, who was at the side, heard her and immediately went forward to fill her a bowl.

Although she should avoid certain food during pregnancy, she could have this chicken stewed with sea cucumber.

But the soup was very hot.

To cover up her behavior, Christina lowered her head and leaned closer to the bowl of soup, blowing it continuously, looking like she was greedy and really wanted to drink it.

"Take your time.” Patrick stood up from his chair and his voice was a little hoarse.

He left the table and placed his not-so-hot bowl of soup in front of Christina.

Christina slightly widened her eyes and raised her face, but her face happened to touch Patrick's retracted hand.

"Your hand is so hot” She said subconsciously.

She frowned slightly and looked straight at him.

Patrick seemed to be hiding something that he didn't want people to know.

He looked cold-faced and unhappy.

Not wanting to look at her, he quickly turned around and left without saying a word.

"Hey, did you catch a cold because of soaking in the river before..."

Christina remembered that when she was discharged from the hospital, Charles said that Patrick had a bit of cold.

She moved very quickly, as if it was her instinctive reaction, and reached out to grab Patrick's wrist.

In the middle of what Christina said, his face suddenly changed and he suddenly stood up from his chair.

"You have a high fever!"

Patrick heard her exclamation, and his face was a little unhappy.

With a wave of his right hand, he tried to get rid of her.

"Let go."

His deep voice was hoarse.

But she held on tight, or perhaps Patrick didn't use too much force.

Christina only felt his skin hot, and anxiety and nervousness welled up in her heart.

"Patrick, have you taken any antipyretic?"

Patrick didn't answer her.

He looked annoyed.

you hear

have lost his

time, he used his other hand to remove

Christina was pushed

no right to ask about

be

Christina felt so aggrieved.

want

quickly, stepped away, and walked towards the door

an angry expression on her face

a sudden, she seemed to want to have a contest with something.She lunged forward again and

froze in

Hopkins

eyes fixed on Christina, wondering if their

him tightly in this

and shouted nervously at Mr.Hopkins, "Grandpa, he

a moment, then frowned.Christina had thought the old

to it, he put down his chopsticks

"Christina "

head

in a low voice,

women who pestered

you want.I'm

face was full of

clear

that a

remembered something, and she

him to see a doctor.A

his brain had been burnt out and he had become a

screamed out as if she was angry

Patrick had mixed feelings.

looked sideways at the hands she was holding on

could feel her

me?' "Patrick, you have to have an intravenous

know if it was because of his high fever or some other

two people leaving, then looked up at the housekeeper

them were

pleased and his appetite

picked up his chopsticks and picked up a

Sure enough.

wife, Patrick was more

dragged back to the

came over

not a serious illness, so the

stood by, looking at the thermometer showing

urged Patrick to have

the doctor and the servant

his eyes fell on the infusion set in

couldn't

was in a bad mood and she asked softly like a good wife, which was rarely happened in usual, "Do you want to lie down

He ignored her.

two bottles of potions on the iron frame,

still had a lot to

comfortable to lie on

to

at the

really

He felt somewhat touched.

Patrick lay on

you

I put a fever pad on it..Or do you

She was very noisy.

lay on a wide

had a high fever and

eyes and only heard the woman beside him nagging and

"Patrick..."

that he had closed his eyes and had not spoken, so

"Anything else?"

his voice was a little hoarse, but it was easy

had thought you were asleep,

began to

won't disturb you.I'm going out.You can

"Wait a minute."

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