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

back at the woman on

Patrick frowned.

fever was gone, but the medicine made him a

he turned off all the lights in the bedroom, walked to the

of the bed with her back to

held

once against

her tightly, and she gradually gave in, as if

was in a bad mood tonight, and even when she

Patrick looked down at her quietly but wanted to laugh

had just been to the study to look for him,

didn't want her to

brows gently with his slender

rubbed her face against his chest, as if

now and was

eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his grim face

face, but his eyes fell

leaned over to her, their breaths

holding his breath as he

but he didn't notice that she was pretending

a little fast, but she was nervous even with her

also felt a

know why she didn't

soft lips, he seemed to have remembered something

it was

disappointed and a

she was very

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

kept

Patrick did not sleep

was infected by

in the morning, her phone

 "Who is it?!"

end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then

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

is it?" The man next to her suddenly

was so close to Patrick, and his hand was naturally resting on her

her mind was

going on over

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

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

it

rolled over and pinned Christina

are you

scared that her mind was

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

the phone heard their conversation and his

the phone was impatiently hung

"Cory!"

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

kindergarten when he suddenly remembered something and

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

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

woman looked very much

we don't seem to know each other very

Cecilia heard his tone, she looked a

had been kind to her, but recently because of

her anger and forced a perfect

I