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.

and was about to return

looked back at the

Patrick frowned.

gone, but the medicine made

lights in the bedroom, walked to

sleeping on the edge of the

and held

once against

gave in, as if she was

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

and Patrick looked down at her quietly but wanted to

just been to the study to look for him, but

didn't want her to know about

her brows gently with his

she felt itchy, she turned her head and rubbed her face against his chest, as if to

she didn't frown now and was

eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his grim face as he watched her like

her face, but his eyes

their breaths intertwined, very low

holding his breath as he

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

but she was nervous even with

also felt a

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

soft lips, he seemed to have remembered something

it was

little disappointed

was

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

sleep well and kept

Patrick did not sleep well

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

phone rang.What bastard was calling

 "Who is it?!"

asked with resentment.The man on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then he said with some embarrassment, "Christina, it's

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

The man next to her

hand was naturally resting on her chest.He was a

her mind was

what's going on over

of the phone asked anxiously,

the nervousness and worry in the person's

it

over and pinned Christina

what are you

that her mind

Patrick whispered in a husky voice in her ear to mislead

their conversation and his

was impatiently hung up

"Cory!"

a prestigious private kindergarten in A

kindergarten when he suddenly remembered

him twice before

Cory was a little stunned.His gaze

woman looked very

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

heard his tone, she looked a little

everyone had

anger and forced a

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