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 about to return

back at the

Patrick frowned.

fever was gone, but the medicine made him a

he turned off all the lights in the

on the edge of the bed with

reached out and held

struggled once against his

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

was in a bad mood tonight, and even

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

had just been to the study to look for him, but he

didn't want her to know about those

brows gently with his

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

she didn't frown now

on his

her face, but his eyes fell on her bright

to her, their

couldn't help holding his breath as he approached

trembled, but he didn't notice that

little fast, but she

felt a little

know why she didn't want

her soft lips, he seemed to have remembered something and

felt it was such

little disappointed

was

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

and kept tossing

not sleep

out to touch her forehead several times to see whether she was infected by him.Christina didn't sleep well in the first half

her phone rang.What bastard

 "Who is it?!"

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

felt that the voice was familiar.She pressed her phone

man

and his hand was naturally resting on her chest.He

mind

what's going

on the other end of the phone asked anxiously,

worry in the person's voice through the

it was

rolled over and pinned Christina

what are

was so scared that

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

on the phone heard their conversation and his face turned

was impatiently hung

"Cory!"

gate of a prestigious private kindergarten in A City, a man clutched his

to kindergarten when he

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

stunned.His gaze fell on her

very

other very well," Cory spoke in a

heard his tone,

actress, everyone had

back her anger and

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