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

stopped and looked back

Patrick frowned.

fever was gone, but the medicine made

lights in the bedroom, walked

sleeping on the edge of the bed with her back to

reached out and held her in

once against

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

in a bad mood tonight, and even when she fell asleep,

Patrick looked down at her quietly but wanted

to the study to look for him, but

didn't want her to know about

caressed her brows gently with

she felt itchy, she turned her head and rubbed her face against his chest, as if to stop

frown now and was sleeping

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

face, but his eyes fell on her bright red

her, their

couldn't help holding his breath as he approached

he didn't notice

heart was beating a little fast, but she was nervous even

also felt

why she didn't want to reject

was about to kiss her soft lips, he seemed to have remembered

it was such

little disappointed and a little

was very

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

kept tossing and turning

did not sleep

was infected by him.Christina didn't sleep well in the first half of the night because she was

in the morning, her phone rang.What bastard was

 "Who is it?!"

other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then he said with some embarrassment, "Christina,

didn't get enough sleep and was dizzy.She only felt that the voice was familiar.She pressed her phone on her ear casually and asked,

it?" The man next to her

to Patrick, and his hand was naturally resting on her chest.He

mind

going on

on the other end of the phone asked anxiously, "Where are you now? Do you

hear the nervousness and worry in the person's voice

it was

rolled over

what are

scared that

to do you” Patrick whispered in a husky voice in her

heard their conversation and his face turned

second, the phone was impatiently hung

"Cory!"

private kindergarten in A City, a man clutched his cell phone

had just sent his daughter to kindergarten when

person hurried towards him, and she called him twice

of him, Cory was a little stunned.His gaze fell on

looked very much like

each other very well," Cory spoke in a cold and

his tone, she looked

everyone had been kind to

her anger and forced a perfect

us.Today I came here