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

back

Patrick frowned.

gone, but the medicine made him a little

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

edge of the bed with her

reached out and held

struggled once against

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

a bad mood tonight, and even when she fell

looked down at her

knew that she had just been to the study to look for him,

to know

gently with

turned her head and rubbed her face against his chest, as

now

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

her face, but his eyes fell on her bright red

to her, their breaths intertwined, very

holding his breath as he

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

little fast, but she

felt a little

didn't want to

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

was such a hard

a little disappointed and a little

she was very

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

sleep well and kept tossing and turning in his

not sleep well

to see whether she was infected by him.Christina didn't sleep well in the

in the morning, her phone rang.What bastard was calling

 "Who is it?!"

grabbing the phone by the bed, Christina asked with resentment.The man on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then he said with some embarrassment, "Christina,

the voice was familiar.She pressed her phone on her ear casually and asked,

The man next

Christina opened her eyes, she realized that she was so close to Patrick, and his hand was naturally resting on her chest.He was a pervert!

her mind was

going on

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

the nervousness and worry in the person's voice through the

it

rolled over and pinned

are

was so scared that her

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

man on the phone heard their

the phone was impatiently hung up

"Cory!"

in A City, a man clutched his

his daughter to kindergarten when he suddenly

him, and she called him twice before the man regained his senses and looked

he saw the woman in front of him, Cory was a little stunned.His gaze fell on her face

woman looked very much like

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

Cecilia heard his tone, she looked a little

as an actress, everyone had

held back her anger and

might be some misunderstandings between us.Today I came here to