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.

go.Did you hear

have lost his

his other hand

pushed away by

right to

seemed to be disgusted by

Christina felt so aggrieved.

didn't seem to want to see her

around quickly, stepped away, and walked towards the door in

expression

something.She lunged forward again and wrapped her arms around his waist, hugging

in

servants of Hopkins Family standing aside were

fixed on Christina, wondering if their usually grumpy

him tightly in this

turned around and shouted nervously at

for a moment, then frowned.Christina had thought the old man would yell

put down his chopsticks and said, "Take

"Christina "

head sideways,

gritted his teeth and shouted her name in a

women who pestered

whatever you want.I'm

face was full

with her clear

you know that a high fever

something, and she felt

day, but no one took him to

said his brain had been burnt out and he

screamed out as if

Patrick had mixed feelings.

looked sideways at the hands she was

could feel her strength, tremors, and

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

high fever or some other reason, but he let Christina

dining table, Mr.Hopkins looked at the two people leaving, then looked up at the

of them were

and his

and picked up a piece of beef to

Sure enough.

wife, Patrick was more

dragged back to the

came over and took

serious illness, so the doctor

by, looking at the thermometer showing

was very worried and urged Patrick to have an intravenous

strange atmosphere, the doctor

didn't look very happy, especially when his eyes fell on the infusion set

couldn't work with

left hand! Christina knew that he was in a bad mood and she asked softly like a good wife, which was rarely happened

He ignored her.

bottles of potions on the iron frame, he calculated

a

it will be more comfortable to lie

continued to ask him

raised his eyebrows and stared at the face in front

really worried

He felt somewhat touched.

reason, Patrick lay on the bed

you feeling

forehead is still very hot.How about I put a fever pad on it..Or do you prefer

She was very noisy.

on

high fever and

eyes and only heard the woman beside him nagging

"Patrick..."

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

"Anything else?"

had a high fever so his voice was a little hoarse, but it was easy to detect the anger and

were asleep,

began to reflect on

disturb you.I'm going

"Wait a minute."

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