Spoil My Errant Wife

"Where is he?” Christina pushed the door open and went into the bedroom.

She put down the bowl of hot congee in her hand, turned but found he wasn't on the bed.

There was still half of the infusion hanging in the iron rack.

The syringe was forcefully removed, and the liquid was dripping...

'He asked me to go downstairs and bring congee for him..’'

The man must take the opportunity to slip away: Christina was a little angry.

Without thinking, she knew where he was.She immediately turned and walked towards the study.

"Are you that eager to know what's hidden in my study?"

However, when Christina held the doorknob of the study, a deep voice tinged with anger came from behind her.

Christina turned around and looked at him, confused.

The next second, she came to her senses and took a step forward.

She gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Yes, I just wanted to sneak into your study while you were sick tonight and see what cruel things you have done in there!"

"You!" Patrick looked angry too.

There were fewer servants on the east side of the villa, and the corridor on the second floor was quiet.

And they just stared at each other.

He did not speak again, but suddenly turned around and went back to his bedroom.

Christina stood still.

Watching him striding away, she was even pissed off and a little aggrieved.

"..I just wanted to come and ask you to go to your bedroom for a rest."

She didn't want to explain this to him.

Because when he saw her standing outside the study, her first thought was that she was up to something.

Christina always felt that she and he were from different worlds.

There was such a gap in their status.

Besides, he was too vigilant and suspicious, but she liked to keep everything simple.

The maid came in and took away the iron rack and the syringe by the bed, while Patrick sat in the small living room in the bedroom, hesitating over the bowl of congee on the coffee table.

Christina went straight into the bathroom to wash up quickly, then got into bed and fell asleep, completely ignoring him.

She had been running around for Patrick.

He was the one who was having a high fever, but she was the one that had been busy.

The bastard even removed the syringe before the infusion ran out...

She was very upset.

She held the quilt and moved several times.

After all, she was sleepy and fell asleep quickly.

The night was quiet.

And it was 11 now, not very late.

was about to return

looked back at the woman on

Patrick frowned.

the medicine made him a

off all the lights in the bedroom, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt,

of

held her in

struggled once

tightly, and she gradually gave in, as if she was used to him being

even when she fell asleep, she kept a straight

Patrick looked down at her quietly but wanted

had just been to the study to look for

her to know about those

brows gently

head and rubbed her face against his chest, as if to stop

frown now

eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his grim face as he watched

his hand and stopped caressing her face, but

her, their breaths intertwined, very low

couldn't help holding his breath as he approached

but he didn't notice

beating a little fast, but she was nervous even

felt a little

know why she didn't want to reject his

her soft lips, he seemed to have remembered something and

it was such a

a little disappointed and a little

was

him in the chest and kick him, but if she did these, he would know she was

didn't sleep well and kept tossing

Patrick did not sleep

reached out to touch her forehead several times to see whether she was infected by him.Christina didn't sleep well in the first half of the night because she was

phone rang.What

 "Who is it?!"

of the phone was stunned for a moment, then he

get enough sleep and was dizzy.She only felt that the voice was familiar.She pressed her phone on her ear casually

The man next to her

was so close to Patrick, and his hand was naturally resting on her

mind

what's going on over

the phone asked anxiously, "Where are

worry in

it was his

suddenly rolled over

are

so scared that her mind was

you” Patrick whispered in a husky voice in

on the phone heard their conversation and his face

the phone was impatiently

"Cory!"

prestigious private kindergarten in A

his daughter to kindergarten when he suddenly remembered something and called

she called him twice before the man regained his

little stunned.His gaze fell on her face for three

woman looked very much like

other very well," Cory spoke

heard his tone, she

as an actress, everyone had been kind to her, but recently because

her anger and forced a

might be some misunderstandings between us.Today I came here to see you...'’