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.

walked to the door and was about to return to

he stopped and looked back

Patrick frowned.

but the medicine

thoughts in his eyes, he turned off all the lights in the bedroom, walked to the bed, lifted

of

held her in

once against his

hugged her tightly, and she gradually gave in, as

even when she fell

very dim, and Patrick looked down at

had just been to the study to look for him,

want her to know

gently with his

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

she didn't frown now

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

her face, but his eyes fell on her bright red

leaned over to her, their breaths intertwined, very low and

couldn't help holding his

didn't notice that she was

little fast, but she was nervous even with her eyes

felt a

why she didn't

just as Patrick was about to kiss her soft lips, he seemed to have

it was such a

a little disappointed and a

was very

wanted to punch him in the chest and kick him, but

kept tossing and turning

not sleep

whether she was infected by him.Christina didn't

in the morning, her phone rang.What bastard was

 "Who is it?!"

of the

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

is it?" The man next to

Patrick, and his hand was naturally resting on her chest.He was a pervert! "Hey, take your hand away

mind was completely

going on over

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

worry in the person's

it was

over

what are you

scared that her mind was in

to do you” Patrick whispered in a husky voice in her ear to mislead his

their conversation and his face

second, the phone was impatiently hung

"Cory!"

the gate of a prestigious private kindergarten in A City, a

his daughter to kindergarten when he

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

little stunned.His gaze fell on her face for three

woman looked very

very well," Cory spoke in a cold and

his tone, she looked

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

back her anger

between us.Today I