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.

and was about

back at

Patrick frowned.

the medicine made him a

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

the edge of the

reached out and held her in his

struggled once

she gradually gave in, as if she was used to him

a bad mood tonight, and even when she fell asleep,

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

knew that she had just been to the study to

want her to know about those

her brows gently with his

and rubbed her face against his chest,

she didn't frown now

a smile appeared on his

his hand and stopped caressing her face, but

her, their breaths intertwined, very low

help holding his breath as he

notice that she was

fast, but she was nervous even with her eyes

felt

didn't

to kiss her soft lips,

felt it was such

a little disappointed

was very

him in the chest and kick him, but

well and kept tossing and turning in

did not

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

morning, her phone rang.What bastard was

 "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

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

is it?" The man

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

her mind was

going

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

could hear the nervousness and worry in the

knew it was his

suddenly rolled over and pinned

what are you

scared that her mind was in

a

man on the phone heard their

phone was impatiently hung

"Cory!"

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

had just sent his daughter to kindergarten when he

she called him twice before the man regained his

a little stunned.His gaze fell on

woman looked very much

Jones, we don't seem to know each other very well," Cory spoke in a

his tone, she looked

her career as an actress, everyone had been kind to

anger

us.Today I came here to