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

stopped and looked back

Patrick frowned.

gone, but the medicine made him a little

in the bedroom, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt,

was sleeping on the edge of

reached out and held her in

once

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

even when she fell asleep,

looked down

the study to look

her to know

caressed her brows gently with his

head and rubbed her face against his chest,

now and was sleeping

a smile appeared on his grim

stopped caressing her face, but his eyes fell on

her, their breaths intertwined, very

his breath

but he didn't notice that she was

little fast, but she was nervous even with her eyes

felt a little

didn't want to reject

her soft lips,

felt it was such

little disappointed and a

was very

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

didn't sleep well and kept tossing and turning in his

Patrick did not

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

phone rang.What bastard

 "Who is it?!"

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

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

it?" The man next to

his hand was naturally resting

her mind was completely

what's going on

of the phone asked anxiously, "Where are you

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

it was his

rolled over and

are

that her mind was in

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

the phone heard their conversation and his face

the phone was impatiently hung

"Cory!"

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

sent his daughter to kindergarten when he

person hurried towards him, and she called him twice

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

very much

know each other very

Cecilia heard his tone, she

an actress, everyone had

anger and forced a perfect

us.Today I came here