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

he stopped and looked back at the

Patrick frowned.

the medicine

in the bedroom, walked to the bed,

was sleeping on the edge of the bed

held her in his

once against

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

a bad mood tonight, and even when she fell

very dim, and Patrick looked down at her

been to the study

her to know about those

caressed her brows gently with

itchy, she turned her head and rubbed

she didn't frown now

a smile appeared on his

withdrew his hand and stopped caressing her face, but

their breaths intertwined, very low and

help holding his breath as

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

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

felt a little

didn't want to

was about to kiss her soft lips,

felt it was

felt a little disappointed and a

was

her first! She really wanted to punch him in the chest and

sleep well and kept tossing and turning

Patrick did not sleep well

reached out to touch her forehead several times to see whether she was infected by him.Christina didn't sleep well in the first half of the night

the morning, her phone rang.What bastard was calling

 "Who is it?!"

by the bed, Christina asked with resentment.The man on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment,

get enough sleep and was dizzy.She only felt that the voice was familiar.She pressed her phone on

man

her eyes, she realized that she was so close to Patrick, and his hand was naturally resting on her chest.He was a pervert! "Hey, take your hand away

mind was

what's going on

person on the other end of the phone asked anxiously, "Where are you

the nervousness and worry in the person's voice through

it was his

suddenly rolled over

are you

scared that her mind

Patrick whispered in a

heard their conversation and

the phone was impatiently hung up by

"Cory!"

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

to kindergarten when he suddenly

hurried towards him, and she called him

little stunned.His gaze fell on

looked very much like

each other very well," Cory spoke in a

tone, she

an actress, everyone had been kind to her,

anger and forced a

there might be some misunderstandings between us.Today I came here to see you...'’ Cory was