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.

door and was about to return to the

looked back at

Patrick frowned.

fever was gone, but the medicine made him

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

edge of the bed with

held

once against his

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

and even when she fell asleep, she

bedside lamp was very dim, and Patrick looked down at her quietly but wanted

to the study to look for him, but

didn't want her to

gently with

and rubbed her face against his chest,

she didn't frown now and was sleeping

eyes lit up and a smile appeared on

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

then leaned over to her, their

his

eyelashes trembled, but he didn't notice that she was

but she was nervous even with her

felt

she didn't want to reject his

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

felt it was

little disappointed and a

was very

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

sleep well and kept

not sleep

was infected by him.Christina didn't

morning, her phone rang.What bastard

 "Who is it?!"

with resentment.The man on the other end of the phone was stunned

voice was familiar.She pressed her phone on her ear casually and asked, "What's

it?" The man next to her

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

mind was

what's going on over

of the phone asked anxiously, "Where are you now?

could hear the nervousness and worry in the person's voice through the cell

it was

rolled over and pinned

are

was so scared that

in a husky voice in

on the phone heard their conversation and

phone was impatiently

"Cory!"

kindergarten in A City, a man clutched his cell phone and looked

his daughter to kindergarten when he suddenly remembered something and called

A person hurried towards him, and she called him twice

Cory was a little stunned.His gaze fell on her face for three seconds, and he

looked very much like

very well," Cory spoke in a cold and distant

heard his tone, she looked

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

anger and forced a

there might be some misunderstandings between us.Today I came