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

back at the woman on the

Patrick frowned.

was gone, but the medicine made him a

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

edge of the

reached out and held

struggled once

and she gradually gave in, as if

was in a bad mood tonight, and even when she fell

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

the study to look for him, but

her to know

brows gently

because she felt itchy, she turned her head and rubbed her face against his chest,

frown now and was

smile appeared on his grim face as

withdrew his hand and stopped caressing her face, but his eyes fell on her

leaned over to her, their breaths intertwined, very low

couldn't help holding his

eyelashes trembled, but he didn't notice

beating a little fast, but she was nervous

also felt a little

she didn't want to

soft lips, he seemed to

felt it was such a

disappointed and

was very

him in the chest and kick him, but if she did

and kept tossing and turning

did not sleep well

forehead several times to see whether she was infected by him.Christina didn't sleep

morning, her phone rang.What bastard was calling

 "Who is it?!"

on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment,

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

The man

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

mind

what's going on

the person on the other end of the phone asked anxiously, "Where

the nervousness and worry in the person's voice through

it

suddenly rolled over and

what are

so scared that her

do you” Patrick whispered in a husky

man on the phone heard their conversation and his face turned

was impatiently hung

"Cory!"

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

had just sent his daughter to kindergarten when

and she called him

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

looked very much like

seem to know each other very well,"

heard his tone, she

an actress, everyone had been kind to

back her anger and forced a

between us.Today I came here to see you...'’