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

and looked back at the woman on the

Patrick frowned.

fever was gone, but the medicine made

in the bedroom, walked to the

edge of the bed with her back to

and held her in his

struggled once against

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

a bad mood tonight, and even when she

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

had just been to the study to look

her to know about

brows gently with his

she turned her head and rubbed her face against his

now and

a smile appeared on his grim face as he watched

withdrew his hand and stopped caressing her face, but

leaned over to her, their breaths

his breath as

but he didn't notice that she was pretending to

a little fast, but she was

felt a little

why she didn't want to reject his

just as Patrick was about to kiss her soft lips,

it was such a hard

little disappointed and

she was very

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

sleep well and kept tossing and turning in his

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 morning, her phone

 "Who is it?!"

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

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

The man next

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

mind was completely

going on over

phone asked anxiously, "Where are you now? Do you want me

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

knew it

rolled over and pinned

what are you

was so scared that her mind

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

their conversation and his

phone was impatiently hung up

"Cory!"

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

just sent his daughter to kindergarten when he suddenly remembered

towards him, and she called him twice before the

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

very much

Jones, we don't seem to know each other very well,"

heard his tone, she looked a little

had been kind to her,

her anger and forced a

between us.Today I came here to see