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

looked back at the woman on

Patrick frowned.

the medicine made

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

edge of the bed with her back to

and held her in his

once against

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

tonight, and even when she fell asleep, she kept a straight

and Patrick looked down at her quietly but

had just been to the study to look for him, but

to

gently with

and rubbed her face against his chest, as

she didn't frown now and was

a smile appeared on

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

then leaned over to her, their

help holding his breath as he approached

but he didn't notice that she was pretending to

a little fast, but she was

also felt a

didn't know why she didn't want to reject his

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

it was such a

disappointed

was very

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

well and kept tossing and turning

not sleep

whether she was infected by him.Christina didn't sleep

morning, her phone rang.What bastard

 "Who is it?!"

end of

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

it?" The man next to

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

mind was

going

of the phone asked anxiously, "Where are

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

it was his

suddenly rolled over and pinned Christina

are you

was so scared that her mind

you” Patrick whispered in a husky voice in her

heard their

the phone was impatiently hung

"Cory!"

in A City, a man clutched his cell

his daughter to kindergarten when he suddenly remembered something

and she called him twice before the

was a little stunned.His gaze fell

very

don't seem to know each other very well," Cory spoke in a cold and

Cecilia heard his tone, she looked

her career as an actress, everyone had been kind to her, but

anger

us.Today I came here to