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.

to the door and was about to return to the

stopped and looked back at the woman on

Patrick frowned.

the medicine made him

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

the edge of the bed with her back to

out and held her in his

once

as if

in a bad mood tonight, and even when she fell asleep, she

very dim, and Patrick looked down at her quietly but

to the study to look for him, but he

her to know about those

her brows gently

she felt itchy, she turned her head and rubbed

frown now and was

up and a smile appeared on his grim face

withdrew his hand and stopped caressing her face, but his eyes fell

their

his breath as he

didn't notice that she was pretending to be

fast, but she

also felt

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 something and

was such a

disappointed and a

she was very

chest and kick him, but if she did these, he would know she was

kept tossing and turning

did not

forehead several times to see whether she was infected by

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, then he said with some

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

is it?" The man

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

her mind was completely

going

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

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

knew it was

over

are you

that her mind was in

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

man on the phone heard their conversation

the phone was impatiently hung

"Cory!"

in A City, a man clutched his cell phone

sent his daughter to kindergarten when he

towards him, and she called him twice before the man

front of him, Cory was a little stunned.His gaze fell on her face for three seconds,

looked very much

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

Cecilia heard his tone, she looked a

actress, everyone had been kind to

held back her anger and

might be some misunderstandings between us.Today I