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

and looked back at the woman

Patrick frowned.

fever was gone, but the medicine made him a

in the

the edge of the bed

out and held her in

struggled once

gave in, as if she was used to him being

tonight, and even

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

knew that she had just been to the study to

want her to

caressed her brows gently with his slender

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

she didn't frown now and was

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

face, but

then leaned over to her, their breaths intertwined, very

couldn't help holding his

notice that she was pretending to

a little fast, but she was nervous even with

felt a little

why she didn't want to reject

her soft lips, he seemed

felt it was such

a little disappointed

she was very

wanted to punch him in the chest and kick him,

and kept tossing and

not sleep well

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 she was

in the morning, her phone rang.What bastard

 "Who is it?!"

the bed, Christina asked with resentment.The man on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then he said with

dizzy.She only felt that the voice was familiar.She pressed her phone on her ear casually and asked, "What's

is it?" The man next to her suddenly

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

her mind was completely

what's going on over

Christina's scream, the person on the other end of the phone asked anxiously, "Where

in

it was his

rolled over and pinned Christina

what are you

that her mind was

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

on the phone heard their conversation and his face

the phone was impatiently

"Cory!"

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

just sent his daughter to kindergarten

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

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

looked very much like

other very well," Cory spoke in

tone, she

had been

held back her anger and forced a perfect

some misunderstandings between us.Today I came here to see