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.

the door and was

stopped and looked back at the woman on

Patrick frowned.

was gone, but the medicine made him a

all the lights in the bedroom, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, and lay

edge of the bed

reached out and held her in his

struggled once against his

hugged her tightly, and she gradually gave in, as

even when she fell asleep, she

was very dim, and Patrick looked down at her quietly but wanted to laugh for

had just been to the study

didn't want her to know about those

her brows gently with his

felt itchy, she turned her head and rubbed her face against his chest,

didn't frown now

on his

hand and stopped caressing her face, but his eyes fell on her

her, their breaths intertwined, very

holding his breath as he

long eyelashes trembled, but he didn't notice that she was pretending to be

was beating a little fast, but she was nervous even with her

also felt a

didn't

kiss her soft lips, he seemed to have remembered something

it was such a

felt a little disappointed and a little

was

chest and kick him, but if she did these, he would know she was not

and kept tossing and turning in

not sleep

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

the morning, her phone

 "Who is it?!"

of the phone was stunned for a moment, then he said with some embarrassment, "Christina, it's

dizzy.She only felt that the voice was familiar.She pressed

it?" The man

she realized that she was so close to Patrick, and his hand was naturally resting on

her mind was

what's going on

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

hear the nervousness and worry in the person's

it was his

rolled over and

are you

scared that

you” Patrick whispered in a husky voice in her

phone heard their conversation and his

second, the phone was impatiently hung

"Cory!"

the gate of a prestigious private kindergarten in A City, a man clutched his

had just sent his daughter to kindergarten when he

person hurried towards him, and she called him twice before the man regained his

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

woman looked very much

each other very well,"

heard his tone, she looked a

everyone had been kind to her, but

anger and forced a perfect

some misunderstandings between us.Today I came here to