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.

the door and was

stopped and looked back at the

Patrick frowned.

was gone, but the medicine made him a

some thoughts in his eyes, he turned off all the lights in the bedroom,

the edge of the bed with her back to

out and held

struggled once against his

her tightly, and she gradually gave in, as

bad mood tonight, and even

looked down at her quietly but wanted to laugh for

to the study to look

didn't want her to know about

caressed her brows gently

turned her head and rubbed her face against his chest, as if

she didn't frown now and was

on his grim face as he

his hand and stopped caressing her face, but his

to her, their breaths intertwined, very low and

his breath as

he didn't notice that she was pretending to

fast, but

also felt a little

why she didn't want to reject

was about to kiss her soft lips, he

felt it was such

a little disappointed and a

was very

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

kept tossing and turning in his

not sleep

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

in the morning, her phone rang.What bastard was calling

 "Who is it?!"

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

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

is it?" The man next

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

her mind was

what's going on

the person on the other end of the phone asked anxiously, "Where are you now? Do you want me

worry in

knew it was his

rolled over and

what are you

so scared that her mind was in

Patrick whispered in a

the phone heard their conversation and

second, the phone was impatiently hung

"Cory!"

of a prestigious private kindergarten in A City,

kindergarten when he suddenly remembered something and called

towards him, and she called him twice before the man regained

stunned.His gaze fell on her face for three seconds, and

looked very much

don't seem to know each other very well,"

heard his tone, she looked

had been

back her anger and

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