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.

door and was about to return to the

he stopped and looked back at

Patrick frowned.

gone, but the medicine made

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

edge of the bed with her back

out and held

struggled once

in, as if she

a bad mood tonight, and even when she

Patrick looked down at her quietly but wanted to laugh

to the study to look for him,

to know about those

brows gently with his

she felt itchy, she turned her head and rubbed her face against

now and was sleeping

a smile appeared on his grim face as he

and stopped caressing her face, but his eyes fell

their breaths intertwined, very

couldn't help holding his

he didn't notice that she was pretending to be

heart was beating a little fast, but she was

also felt a little

didn't know why she didn't

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

was

little disappointed

was very

her first! She really wanted to punch him in the chest and kick him, but if she did these, he would know she was not

and kept tossing and turning

did not sleep

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

the morning, her phone rang.What bastard was calling

 "Who is it?!"

the phone 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 embarrassment,

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

The man next to

realized that she was so close to Patrick, and his hand was

her mind

going

the other end of the phone asked anxiously, "Where are you now?

worry in the person's voice through the cell

knew it was his

over and pinned Christina

are

was so scared that her mind was in

whispered in a husky

the phone heard their conversation and his face turned

was

"Cory!"

private kindergarten in A City, a man

daughter to kindergarten when he suddenly remembered something and called

him, and she called him twice before the man regained his senses and looked

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

very

know each other very

Cecilia heard his tone, she looked

everyone had been kind to her, but recently

held back her anger and forced

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