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.

the door and was about to return to the

stopped and looked back at the

Patrick frowned.

the medicine made

off all the lights in the bedroom, walked to

was sleeping on the edge of the bed with her

held

once against

she gradually gave in, as if she was used to

bad mood tonight, and even when she

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

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

to know about

brows gently with his slender

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

now and was

smile appeared on his grim face

caressing her face, but his eyes fell on

her, their breaths intertwined,

his

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

fast, but she was

also felt a little

why she didn't want to reject

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

was such

disappointed and

was very

chest and kick him, but if she did

and kept tossing and turning in

Patrick did not

to see whether she was infected by him.Christina didn't sleep well in the first half of the night because she was

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

 "Who is it?!"

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

felt that the voice was familiar.She pressed her phone on her ear casually and

it?" The man next to

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

mind was

what's going

phone asked

hear the nervousness and worry in

it was

over

what are

was so scared that her mind was

whispered in a husky voice

on the phone heard their conversation

second, the phone was

"Cory!"

in A City, a man clutched his cell

kindergarten when he suddenly remembered something and

A person hurried towards him, and she called him

in front of him, Cory was a little stunned.His gaze fell on

woman looked very

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

tone, she looked

as an actress, everyone had been kind to

anger and forced

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